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You know that feeling?
When you're just waiting.
Waiting to get home, into your room,
close the door, fall into bed,
and just let everything out that you kept in all day.
The feeling of both relief and desperation.
Nothing is wrong.
But nothing is right either.
And you're tired.
Tired of everything, tired of nothing.
And you just want someone to
be there and tell you it's okay.
But no one's going to be there.
And you know you have to be strong
for yourself because no one will fix you.
But you're tired of waiting.
Tired of being the one that
has to fix yourself and everyone else.
Tired of being strong.
And for once you just want it to be easy.
To be simple. To be helped. To be saved.
But you know you won't be.
But you're still hoping.
And you're still wishing.
And you're still staying strong and fighting,
with tears in your eyes.
You're fighting.

CAN YOU RELATE?
You and your best friend can say one word and crack up. You hate when one string of your hoodie is longer than the other. You hate it when people think you like someone when you clearly don't. You hate it when your favorite song on the radio comes on, as you pull into the driveway. You feel like if you turn on the lights, you will be safe from anything. You push those little buttons on the lids of fast food drinks. You laugh until people get hurt, then stop when you realize it's something serious. You hate it when parents get serious about something funny you tell them. You hate when you tell a guy to shut up and they copy you in a higher voice. You pretend to sleep when your parents come in. You text the person next you when you can't say it out loud. You hate when people in front of you walk really slow and you can't walk past them. You're always tired no matter how much sleep you get. You stop the microwave before it hits 00:00 to avoid hearing the beeps. You use the "sup" nod. [You just did the nod after you read it]. You hate when you are mad at someone and they make you laugh. You check the fridge every ten seconds to see if food magically appeared.

Just shut up, okay?
I'm allowed to dislike somebody who hurt me.
I'm allowed to say what I want,
laugh how I want,
do what I want.
This is my life,
and if you don't like it,
then there's something wrong with yours,
Not mine.

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Beauty in the Breakdown

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Love is a cycle
When you love, you get hurt.
When you get hurt, you hate.
When you hate, you try to forget.
When you try to forget, you start missing.
And when you start missing...
You'll eventually fall in love again.

WHY WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE TWO MEN

pointing guns at each other than holding hands?

I enjoy the feeling of being sought after or needed, which is sometimes why
I purposely ignore phone calls or text messages.

I don't want to feel ugly anymore
I don't want to wake up in the morning and look in the mirror just to find another revolting reflection. I don't want to have to change seven times because I look unattractive in half of my clothes. I don't want to be afraid to wear a bikini anymore. I don't want to worry if I ran out of makeup because if I didn't wear it, I'd look disgusting. I don't want to constantly feel the need to look in the mirror, not in vain, but to make sure I look at least decent looking and not ugly like I know I really am. I don't want to question if I should eat that day or not because it might help me drop a pound. I want to be beautiful. I want to be naturally attractive and have a gorgeous body.
I want to finally wake up one day and feel confident that I'm pretty.

THE MOMENT SOMEONE TELLS YOU
You're not good enough
IS THE MOMENT YOU KNOW
You're better than them

To be honest with you,
I don't have the words to make you feel better.
But I do have the arms to give you a hug,
Ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about
AND I HAVE A HEART;
A heart that's aching to see you smile again.