I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiled the one who could brighten up your day, even if she couldn’t brighten her own.
It’s hard to answer the question “what’s wrong” when nothings right.
I’m tired of trying, sick of crying, I know I’ve been smiling, but inside I’m dying.
I don’t know what I want in life. I don’t know what I want right now. All I know is that I’m hurting so much inside that it’s eating me, and one day, there won’t be any of me left.