Imagine another guy having everything you got, the girl who makes you happy, the girl who is always there for you, the girl spoiling you, loving you, being there for you. Now imagine another guy having all of that. Shape up before what you have ends up becoming what you had
I’m supposed to be strong, I’m supposed to be happy. How do I look the people in the eye that love me and tell them that I am not okay, that I am not this person they are making me out to be. How do I tell them that I am hurting.