Monday

Im still The girl.
Living her life as difficult as possible.
Always  up to something. 
Im always scared , but
i have to be strong
I cant cry.
So i just reschedule my cryings , 
for when i have time to.
Im always on the verge of breaking apart
I never do.
If i were to , i wouldnt be me
I feel weak
prolly cause of the fever and shit 
but 
either way I am weak
and thats fucking awsome.
I dont even look like me anymore
and suprisingly i dont really care

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