Sometimes I just fall apart. I hate when everything is going perfect for like 2 days and then little by little everything begins to change. I don’t understand how my mom can pick a fight with me the same day I find out my boyfriend cheated on me. It sucks because I try to live a good life and make everyone around me happy. I just wish the same could be done for me. It frustrates me seeing so many people “in love” while I’m here alone. I pray that one day everything will be okay, not even perfect, just okay.