I'm quite tired of how I seem to be the denominator to absolutely everything which could go wrong in this world. How the guy who has been flirting his ass off with me, apparently has a girlfriend. That might just be the last straw of things I can take with everything else which is just breaking me apart. I'm broken. And there is no possibility that I can be fixed if people won't stop to continue break me. Because I don't think I deserve this any longer. I don't deserve it. Not because I'm a nice person, but rather because there has to be an end to this pain. My smiles are about to finish and I can't pretend anymore. I'm broken and it kills me. All the time.
