i accuse a lot of people of being fake. but truthfully when i look at myself i feel like i am fake too. and then i start to wonder to myself.... when do we cross the border between fakeness and reality? maybe everything we fake is everything we really are, but dont want to admit to being, and that scares me.
I wish I didn't assume the worst of everything when I don't know the answers. I'm afraid of being in love. I hate dealing with problems where I know I'm going to end up getting hurt. I wish I could accept who I am... physically, spiritually, and emotionally. I wish I felt comfortable telling atleast one person everything that is going through my head. I'm afraid of the future.
a few months ago, in school, we learned about STDs and how not to get them. i went out that same night and had sex. the next weekend i got checked. i am now diagnosed with HIV AIDS in the final stage. they say i have a year and a half to live.
Comments 8
Reply
I'm afraid of being in love.
I hate dealing with problems where I know I'm going to end up getting hurt.
I wish I could accept who I am... physically, spiritually, and emotionally.
I wish I felt comfortable telling atleast one person everything that is going through my head.
I'm afraid of the future.
Reply
i went out that same night and had sex. the next weekend i got checked. i am now diagnosed with HIV AIDS in the final stage. they say i have a year and a half to live.
Reply
Leave a comment