// shit.//

I was described as ‘insane’ today.
Never in my life has something been more accurate.
I guess it’s plain to see that I haven’t a clue what I’m doing or where I’m going.
I’m constantly planning this escape, and this idea of starting over,
but it will never happen.
I’m afraid of a lot of things, and I’d rather not admit to it.
I wish I could be comfortable in myself, and express the way I really feel to people.
I’m just so terribly afraid of rejection. 
So for now, I will keep quiet.
For maybe it’s better this way.