stoic she calls her.

"sometimes i can never tell how she feels, and that worries me... sometimes i wonder how much she can take."

she is stoic, because she thinks crying is overrated, and she doesnt want to be the drama queen. and when other people are sad all the time, or complain all the time it pisses her off. she is stoic, because maybe sometimes she really knows the reality of things, and that they cant always be pretty and magical, and things dont always work out, so maybe she just doesnt get upset, because there is no point.... or maybe she just is and doesnt want to show it. so as "stoic" as she may seem she still feels, she still may be upset...

sometimes she just gets sick of it all... and that makes her sad, and angry, and sick. but she still doesnt want to let them know... she wants to keep it a secret, because she is ashamed that it makes her angry, and sad, and sick. this shouldn’t make her angry or sad or sick.


stoic though?

almost.

the mask is slowly beginning to crack.