I'm barely holding on. It seems to me that every inch of me is falling apart, everything is falling apart. This past few weeks or months, I've been trying my best not to cry or get emotional or even frustrated at some things, because I wouldn't want to lose faith or hope. That there's got to be a happy ending in every story, there's got to be.. But this week has just been so uncooperative, making me feel there's no hope for things to get better. That there's no such thing as happy endings.
I'm barely holding on while flashing a fake smile, and I'm starting to fall apart.. There's got to be happy endings, it has to be.. =c
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