A part of me is really witty, funny, intellectual, optimistic, passionate, caring and out there. She lives, she thrives, she laughs, she loves.Then there’s that o e part of me, destroyed and empty.There’s nothing but hopelessness. That part is way past sorrow or misery, heartbreak or cries, anger or hatred. That part is empty. Destroyed.

How one little flaw can turn your life upside down, I’m probably one of the greatest living example of that.I can’t talk to anyone about it, can’t share what weighs my heart. Cause that living and loving part of wants to stay alive so much, it wants to keep laughing so much. That part of me doesn’t let me tell anyone that i’m destroyed. My life? Destroyed.

My family was my biggest strength. I am filled with so much love and passion for them. So when they turned their back on me, that was the end of me.
Now i am empty.

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