You be the devil. I'll be the details
11/11/11
11/11/11
She didn’t want to be so weak, so fragile. She didn’t want to be vulnerable to pain. Instead, she built all these walls to guard her from feeling anything close to losing grip. She hid all the tears, the words that should’ve been said, the things that should’ve been realized to actions. She pretended until she couldn’t distinguish the truth from what is real. She acted unhurt and brave until she couldn’t feel anything at all.
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