Tell me whatever is in the deepest depths of your heart. Tell me a secret, a love or a passion. Tell me your worries and fears. Comment ten times or comment once.
as a child i worried about dying alone. at the time i thought it was because i didn't think i was capable of loving someone enough to spend the rest of my life with them. now i realize that it's the other way around.
I really really believe that I've failed to get the grades I need to go to university, and I'm more scared by the fact that I won't know how to cope with that.
I sometimes worry that I'll never meet my equal. People around me seem to put on this front and pretend to be someone they are not, then when I discover who they really are, they crumble. I would prefer to end up with no one than be with a fake somebody. I hate that no one knows who I really am. Not like a secret identity, but just things I've done, things I like etc. I dislike not caring if I disappoint people. I used to care, but not anymore. Sometimes its like I'm this completly different person from who I was and I've no idea how I got here. And finally, I hate the fear I sometimes get of going back to my old ways of being so destructive. Sometimes, if something really bad happens or if loads of crap goes on, I become terrified of reverting back to old habits.
I'm scared that one day I will lose you as a friend here. You mean so much to me even though I don't know you. It's ironic sometimes. But I mean it and I hope that you will be able to believe me when I tell you you are an amazing person. Love you.
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I hate that no one knows who I really am. Not like a secret identity, but just things I've done, things I like etc.
I dislike not caring if I disappoint people. I used to care, but not anymore. Sometimes its like I'm this completly different person from who I was and I've no idea how I got here.
And finally, I hate the fear I sometimes get of going back to my old ways of being so destructive. Sometimes, if something really bad happens or if loads of crap goes on, I become terrified of reverting back to old habits.
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I don't deliver.
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