2am brain thinks this makes sense…

I’m in that kind of mood so what better to do than write here. Maybe it’s just because I’m tired, but i don’t feel very happy right now. Actually I’m extremely happy, and that scares me. Which is a problem itself isn’t it? I don’t think being happy is something that should terrify anyone, yet I’m here, feeling it. I feel it in my heart and the pain in my chest thinking about the future. Like a sickness that’s only there when you think about it. I’m constantly worried about things I just don’t understand. A merry-go-round is only fun for so long. Especially when half of it is full of heartbreak. I’m scared mostly of myself. Of what I’m going to totally fuck up next. It’s like the slap bet on How I Met Your Mother (comic relief?). Who knows when it’s gonna happen, but you know it is and that’s the part that sucks. All in all, the thing I’ve most afraid of is never being good enough to keep the people in my life from leaving.

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