Call me fucking entitled or unfair but when I cried and struggled, it was only myself that I got. I remember all the times I took the car keys and drove somewhere early mornings just to cry myself out so no one else hears so by all means, call me fucking entitled, unfair, baseless and whatever you please, by all means, GO, but still doesn’t change the fact that when I cried, I cried alone. In a world of billions of people, when I cried, I was on my own. Shush if you’re gonna say of how others have it worse or no different than me, but still, when I cried, I cried on my own. And for that, I’m not letting anyone telling me otherwise.