INDEPENDENT. (?) STRONG ENOUGH TO MEND. (?)

Just when I don't feel like facing you, you just have to appear.
I have to reassure myself, again, and again, that I can stand up on my own two feets, without your help, again.
I have to reassure myself, again, and again, that I am strong enough to mend.
But, FUCK, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SHOW UP?!
I DON'T WANT TO BE SO DEPENDENT TO YOU, Y'KNOW?!
I FEEL LIKE A FCKING LOSER, WHENEVER I AM DEPENDENT ON YOU, TO FEEL A TAD BETTER.
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO HOLD BACK YOUR TEARS, AND YOUR EMOTIONS WHEN YOU'RE IN THE MIDST OF DOING SOMETHING THAT YOU REALLY ENJOY.
DO YOU KNOW HOW DIFFICULT IT IS FOR ME, RIGHT NOW?!

I can't blame you for all this,cus' it's just me.
You don't know what's exactly in my mind, unlike my psychic bstfriend.

I am, very sorry for that, or in another term, the paragraph up there.
I just need to get it all out.
And, to those who still don't have a LIVEJOURNAL account *coughSIHUIcough*, *coughRcough*, *coughLAORENcough*, please have an account, because I'm going to lock it up, real soooon. 

Ohyeah, speaking of which;
I have to thank Russell, and Jonathan, like seriously.
I was really having a bad day, for the whole day, and you guys with Nezha (however you spell it), and the Evil Demon of School (correct me if i'm wrong!), and the velly powderful sslaaaanggggg!
:D
Thankyou, thank you, thank you! :)

I'm really sorry, and I promise to do a proper entry with pictures, soon.
Tillagain.