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Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A broken heart is the worst. It’s like having broken ribs. Nobody can see it, but it hurts every time you breathe. . . ~

Have you ever been so upset you just completely broke down alone by yourself. Your parents can’t tell and nor can your friends because you hide it behind a smile. You know you’re not okay. Yet again, no one knows how you feel and you don’t bother telling them because they have their own lives to deal with. So you store all your problems, all your sorrow, all your tears, all your hurt and all your pain. You’ll take it out some other day, but not today.. Today’s not the day. Because here’s to the nights you delt with more than you bargained for. All those sleepless nights crying so hard you couldn’t breathe. To the nights you couldn’t wait till everybody grew up because you were sick of them judging you. To all those nights you things would just get bettter. To all those good nights that turned to bad. To all those nights you wish you were older. To those nights that unfortunately came too soon. . . ~



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