I can never tell you everything that I have in my mind, or the things happened to me without having the fear of you flipped out and being mad at me. I can never share with you things that I find interesting or weird bcs I know where it leads to. I hoped that I can be myself, without having the fear that you might do things that dissapoints me. These tears will never dry, for I have completely drowned in the sea of despair. I am afraid of losing you, but at the same time you keep hurting me with your words, your attitude. For now its best for me to keep everything to myself, for I am afraid you will hurt me again. You are not my diary anymore.
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