When everything's falling apart,

This is for the "I'm fine" girls.

The girls whose hearts are actually breaking,

the girls who smile and nod,

the girls who are madly in love with a boy,

the girls who blink back their tears,

the girls who secretly cry themselves to sleep,

the girls who listen to sad music alone,

the girls who stare longingly at couples in malls.

Because despite what we tell everyone else, we are not fine.

We are not fine at all.

I know how it feels to have to hold everything inside of you, not knowing when is the right time to let these feelings out, not knowing where is the right place to let these feelings out, not know who is the right person to listen to us talk about our feelings.

Sometimes we just sit and wait there, we build a wall, a barrier, an iron curtain around us, waiting for someone who cares enough to break it down. But that person never comes, and the disappointment just continues.

More often than not, we're hoping for a miracle. But what if a miracle doesn't come? What if all that will ever be will just be this blank feeling inside of us?

We explode. We breakdown. We cry. We're hurt. We're upset. We just want to be alone.

And then... you end up like me. Ranting on a blog that no one ever reads any more. And on top of that, I'm not even making sense of anything that I've said.

Congratulations you, you've successfully wasted your time reading this post, the cry of a girl so lonely that she wonders what her life is worth living for.

My life is horrible, but that doesn't mean that yours should be too.