andyy
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Joined: September 11, 2012
Last Seen: 9 years
Birthday: December 6
user id: 330191
Gender: M
Joined: September 11, 2012
Last Seen: 9 years
Birthday: December 6
user id: 330191
Gender: M
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I said I'm fine.
I really meant was I'm not fine, please help me.
I said I'm just tired.
I meant I can't take this anymore.
I said I already ate.
I meant I'm starving myself.
I said go away.
I meant show me you care enough to stay.
I said I was better.
I meant I've never been this bad.
I said I'm okay.
I meant I've never been this bad.
so I was sitting in my room listening to "young, wild & free" and I changed the lyrics.
"So what we post quotes?
So what we don't sleep?
We're just having fun,
Only care if peasants see,
So what we never go out?
Thats how its 'sposed to be
Living Young, Wild & Witty."
I had to post this okay.
I constantly wonder how my life looks in other people’s eyes.
Do they think I have it easy? Do they think I have nothing going on for myself? Or are the fascinated with who I am? The thing is that no one will ever know my whole story. No one will ever know all the things I’ve had to overcome. Not even my closest friends, not even my own family. The thing is that people are so quick to judge now a days. You only see a person from what they allow you to see. I always try to look as put together as I can, and I guess that’s my way of hiding from the truth. It’s just that way everyone will assume that everything in my life is okay. That I never go through anything. If only everyone knew how broken I am, and how I’m holding on for dear life on this one last strand that’s become very delicate. The truth is that no one really knows me, and sometimes that scares me, because no one will ever know why I am the way I am.
