weakling

Maybe the moody and attitude appearance is but a facade. A mask to hide my weak and vulnerable side. *sigh* i really don't know. so much has happened and is happening. I'm not as strong as i seem. I cry. I cry alot. More so lately, almost every night.

But i'll be strong. For he needs me. Or at least i think he does.

I'll be happy. After exams, i guess, i won't be so stressed. Hopefully less screwed up too.