Even when I want to be mad at him, I can't be. Everything that Corinne said to me rings in my ears. I am a doormat. I'm a doormat. I let them all walk all over me. I always say that I'm strong and I can defend myself, but I can't. I just can't. I hurt far too easily and too much. I allow people to just kick the dirt at me and move on. I should fight back. I know I should. I just can't. He means so much to me. Just so much to me. And yesterday...I wanted nothing more then to throw a ring in his face and walk out. That hurts so much to think about. It just hurts so much. I love him. I love him so much. I love him perhaps too much that I'll allow people in his life to treat me like shit for seemingly no reason. I'm sorry, Corinne. I just can't stop being what I am. ~Kayla and this sickness isnt me i pray to fall from grace the last thing i see is feeling and I'm telling you im a fake