Break.

break. im not allowed to break. because im suppose to be strong. because of what i went through. i see all these girls that have been through it and they came out so strong.. and i still am hurting from it. and im hurting because i self loath and i blame myself and im weak... im not allowed to be weak. im suppose to be strong. be strong for you, my mom, my whole family, myself... im suppose to be strong. and im not.. im so weak. so damn weak. i don't like crying. i don't like sleeping all the time. I hate sleeping, but when i try to sleep i cannot sleep... leaving me sleep deprived; making me weaker. and when i'm weak i get stressed which makes me angry which makes me cry which makes me vulnerable which makes makes me...

weak.

but i broke. i broke yesterday. today. tomorrow. everyday...

i will continue to break.

only, and only because i know he will glue me back together.