I can’t always be strong. I can’t always be there for you. I cant always be that kind of girl anymore, who will still smile even though it fucking hurts, who will take all your insults with a laugh, who will be there for you until someone better comes along, who will listen to all your problems and the shit you’re going through. I can’t always be your wonder wall. I can’t always save you.
I care about you and everyone but every once in a while, I get tired too. Sometimes, I need a hug too, I need someone to pour out all these troubles and worries. Im tired of faking a smile, of forcing a laugh, of holding back my tears, of thinking of excuses just so I can leave so you wont see me breakdown. I can’t. Im not Superman. Im not bullet proof, okay?