Warning: Thoughts of a girl who's afraid, scared, lonely, forgotten, invisible, scarred, broken, tired, exhausted from keeping this act up, and just wants to feel okay. She never lets anyone see the real her because she's afraid. Afraid they'll hate her if they see. Afraid they'll judge her, afraid they won't forgive her and leave. She can't let anyone in fully cause she scares herself and she doesn't want to do that to anyone else, but she wishes she could let them in. She bottles everything up and can't control her emotions around that one person. She's gonna try to let them in through this. She's gonna take you on a journey you never expected. She. Is. Me.