You know sometimes I just lay there on my bed and all these past memories rush into my head. There is nothing I can do about it, so I just lay there with tears in my eyes, silently crying. I don’t people to see my like this. I don’t want people to see how vulnerable I am. People tend to take advantage of your insecurities and weaknesses you know. These past memories won’t ever disappear and I have accepted that. I have accepted my past, but does that mean that it’ll hurt less? No. It still hurts and it’ll always hurt.
