I feel so ashamed… so ashamed that I’ve let my myself stoop down to this level again. But, then I think, “why am I ashamed if what I fear is true?” If what i’m afraid of is what I discover, why do I feel so wrong for looking? I hate myself for letting it eat away at me inside, but I hate knowing that everything I fear is reasonable and probable. gvfrksvdelfrpns… guhh!!
+ twenty - two.
+ sporadic.
+ hopeful.
+ realistic.
+ entertaining.
+ rational.
+ inquisitive.
+ sporadic.
+ hopeful.
+ realistic.
+ entertaining.
+ rational.
+ inquisitive.
