So many things that don't go wrong. So many things go right. But I still see problems. I still see issues. I still see things I hjave to fix. But I can't because there's nothing to fix. There's nothing I can do to fix it. I just have to pretend that everything's perfectly fine, and I'm normal. But I'm far from normal. I'm obsessed. I'm terrified. I'm not scared of anything more. It's the most terrifying thing I can consider. So then why does every little thing she do freak me out? Because I'm an idiot.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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