I wish I could turn my mind off.
Overthinking, over analyzing..both of these are hobbies of mine. I don’t mean to. I honestly don’t try to. And I sure as hell don’t l i k e to. But I’ve been reckless once before. And I was scarred worse than I’d imagined I could be. I’m not one to rush into things. I’m not one to repeat mistakes. I’m just lonely. And I’m scared. And sometimes I’m not even sure what I’m scared OF. But one of these days, I’m going to embrace my life. I’m going to live. I’m going to be who I am, to my full extent. I won’t be scared anymore. That’s the day I’ll come alive.
