| Current mood: |  pensive |
| Current music: | All I want is you - U2 |
Where oh where should I begin?
Things have the weirdest ways of turning around on you when you least expect it.
I suppose it's very apparent that some things will never change no matter what happens. Years can pass and things can feel like they never progressed, never moved on. And when you relive your past, it takes you over and you can't control it, you can't supress it.
My breath has been taken away. It's harder to breathe and the air is so exceedingly suffocating to the point where I choke just to gulp down the air I can. The dizziness covers my eyes and I begin to walk blind.
Please, hold me up. I'm falling down a steep incline and I can't stand. I refuse to.
Man, I'm just....I'm getting too serious. I really am. My brain is saying "stop!". I'm scared. I always have been. Paranoia is the worst of my features. Someone that beautiful? That great? Why wouldn't their eye be out for anyone else but me?
Maybe this time, I got lucky. Maybe this one is real.
That doesn't frighten me any less.
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