crunching aluminum.

sometimes people hurt you. sometimes they are aware of it, sometimes they arent.

i would never tell you, not now. its hard to explain how your heart feels like its shattering

in a million tiny pieces without making someone feel horrible. i dont know why i feel this way. i need to be less emotional.

i need to bottle that shit up and hide it away from the world for all eternity. sometimes once your hardened exterior has been broken, its hard to feel safe again. all i feel is vulnerability. when did i get like this. what ever happened to me. i used to be able to keep my feelings in check. i was proud of the fact that things didnt get to me and no matter how hard people tried, i would never feel "hurt." if letting people in is just going to lead to shattered pieces lying on the ground waiting to be swept up, why would anyone willingly go through that. there are some things i dont understand. maybe i will never understand. there must be more to life than an empty void and feeling alone.

"april, never let a man determine your happiness."