I'm strong am I? You really think so? Why is it that your perception of me is so vastly different from my perception of myself? You can keep telling me to be strong... but I'm not. I'm crumbling inside and if I was strong I wouldn't. If I was strong I wouldn't be crying and walking back alone from South Kensington Station in the dark. If I was strong I'd accept that this is the right thing.

If I were strong I'd know how to make a whole out of a half again...

going into hibernation and hoping i wake up in a different place