I grew up feeling this way. Still feel this way many days, but my depression cannot keep me down. I fight every. I wish for things to be easy, to be strong, and sometimes it's impossible. Sometimes I just can't.
I am pieces of quotes from my favorite books stitched together by song lyrics and I am glued together by midnight conversations and the sweet taste of coffee and I have this tendency to fall apart suddenly
You can't make homes out of humans, my life's not a fire to keep you warm. I won't let you in just because you have knocked. If you keep using my heart as your doormat, the next time you'll find that it is locked.