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Saturday, September 07, 2013

Nobody knows the real me. Nobody know how many times I've sat in my room and cried, how many times I've lost hope, how many times I've been let down. Nobody knows how many times I've had to hold back to tears, how many times I've felt that I'm about to snap but I didn't, just for the sake of others. Nobody knows the thoughts that have gone through my head whenever I'm sad and how horrible they really are. Not because I'm weak, but because I've been strong for too long.


Long enough.


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