Moving forward, i hate myself sometimes. I hate how easy i seem to be around humanity. Being strong could be a good thing , knowing you would stop dwelling on yesterday's harrowing event in fast time. That you are not weak but able to let go of everything thats not meant to be. But then again, life is constructed by liars and people like you and i, we stereotyped alot. Ultimately, we have the tendency to presume that people who appears strong never needed an emotional prop. Never have the desire to have someone to really asked what is on the inside. Nobody can deny how sometimes its tiring to manage oneself alone. Everybody needs someone. Everyone is vulnerable to at least something. Sometimes, you just cant tell anybody how you really feel. Not because you dont know why. Not because you dont know your purpose. Not because you dont trust them. Not because you feared of being judged. Not because you feel insecure of letting people in. But because you cant find the right words to make them understand. Thats how i feel right now. Im emotionally exhausted. Im only 6teen and there's not much i can take but already there's so much on my plate. Its rather staggering for me to know that i can keep so much bottled up inside and walk around and not a soul has any idea of the hurt inside my heart. I know you're supposed to check your emotions at the door, but hey. Im only human. I have my limits too.