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Breakdown
Thursday, May 16, 2013 | 3:04 AM | 0 kiss me
I may seem quiet when I am supposed to speak. That isn't because I don't care, i have a lot to say but i don't want to say because no one will understand and i want it to be a secret.

I don't see the point of going on anymore. I've lost the love, the protection that I will probably never get anymore.

I need love. The kind of love that someone sees my effort even though I can't be the best, the kind of love that someone still forgives me no matter how terrible I am, not just by scolding to correct me. I need protection. No matter how tough things are, someone will always be there to see through my problems and tell me not to worry, not just being insensitive to me.

Sometimes when someone is asking for too much, it is not because they have changed for worse. It is the emptiness inside her. No one is there to tell them that they love them and show that they will always be there for them. So, they ask for things they want to fill up the emptiness, but that is never enough for them. Eventually, they will ask for more and more and it will never end. Sometimes all they need is someone telling them they have done their best and to keep trying, someone who will cheer them up even though they are trying to hide their sadness.

I've really lost hope. I've tried, but my effort is useless. I am tired...

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