February 9th, 2011
i’m developeing a fear of getting to be too happy with where i’m at at a particular time. because you never know when things are just going to suddenly get bad. I feel like if i start enjoying myself and thinking that things are going to get better… they’ll probably just get worse. I just wish from this point on… everything would just go up. things would come back together.. fall into place. wounds would be mended. and things would just be okay.
