You see that girl over there? Yeah, her.
She looks happy? Right?
Sitting there, smiling, laughing, telling jokes, having a good time and,
.... Dying on the inside.
She's hurt. And tired. Tired of all the drama, tired of not being good enough... tired of life.
But she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak, or attention seeking.
So she keeps it all inside.
Going around, acting like everything is okay. But once alone, she brakes down.
So everyone thinks she's the happiest person they know. That her life is perfect and she has no problems.
Man... you think you know someone...
(Not my story)
