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OKAY I'M PARANOID.
YES I ADMIT IT.
I AM PARANOID.
I AM SO SO PARANOID.
I'M NOT SURE OF WHAT.
BUT I'M PARANOID.
THAT'S MY PROBLEM.
I'M P A R A N O I D.
I'm going to tell you something livejournal. You can't tell ANYONE. Except the people reading this of course. Which I doubt anyone is. So you don't have to worry about telling anyone.
But I get scared. I don't tell people because I'm afraid they might think I'm stupider than they already think I am.
But I get scared a lot. Ever since Andy died I get scared. Every time I say goodbye to someone I get scared. I'm afraid it might be the last time I see them. When I don't get to say bye to someone I get really upset especially if it's family. I can't go to sleep being mad at anyone because what if they don't wake up the next day? What if I don't wake up? I know it's a bad way of thinking. I'm fucked up in the head. But I just can't help it.
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