Well, think again.

You think you know me, but you really don't. So don't bother. Have you ever felt so tired of putting up a strong front infront of everyone? Everyone needs you to be strong for them, to remind them not to give up or any of that sort. But the fucking truth is, you're a weakling. You're a piece of shit. And nobody fucking knows. Because why? You have to be all these crap for them. What if you know you're just a broken girl but what's worst is you can do nothing about it. You're just broken. Fucking fucking broken. And nobody knows. Nobody has to know. Nobody needs to know. But you're just so tired of living up to their fucking expectation. And you're so angry at yourself. You can't even fucking heal from a broken heart. It's been two fucking years. It's about time. You're just so angry at yourself. Fucking dumb fuck. Can you imagine living life like this for more than 700 days and a quarter of it spent on trying to distract yourself from the fucking misery but you fucking failed. And don't fucking try to hit on me. Seriously. Don't flirt. Don't. Just fucking don't do that to me. Not irl, not on social networks. Fucking don't. And so, if you think you know me, think again.