For just once, I wish someone could see through me, to see under my mask of extremeness and overreacting,  how terrified painful and broken I am.

And for just once, I wish someone could hold me, wipe my tears and tell me it’s gonna be alright.

Just once.

But no, people are always shallow, short-sighted, and selfish. All they could see were themselves. And I ended up crying my heart out, and then trying to pull myself together, as if I’m fixable…

Fuck my life, fuck being a good person, fuck my emotions, fuck my sacrifice, fuck love, fuck relationship, fuck you. 

Please get away.