Thursday, August 22

Sometimes, crying is the best solution. I remain silent and laugh and smiling. Inside, I'm falling apart. Literally falling apart. I'm tired mentally, physically and emotionally. I'm not strong like I use to. I need shoulder to rely on. I need someone that just be there and hug me and say the right words to me. I'm emotionally drain. I f***ed up things. I'm just so tired. Never felt this tired before. I just need someone.