Not your average blog

Jan 01, 2008

I have a confession well more than one. All of which involving me.A scarce feel that I'm afraid to admit. I twist and turn in my imagination.The sick scents make me feel whole again.I go in dire need of help and not sure if I can last any longer.In Love with unloving lonlines.Thats what I am and can't hide from that act. I can't yet help but to bask in this, the hero is what I am. I've loved the dark fondly to be fearful of the night. What makes me, me. I believed to not to fear anything. I made myself belive that. I guess I can't be fearless of everything. But what am I afraid of? Colud it be that I'm afraid of change... I doubt it ,it couldn't be. Maybe I want to stay alone because thats the debt i draw to myself. As what others say that I don't let anybody in is because I'm afraid of that.Wow another one of my fears. I'm afraid of this becase I'm afraid of that .i'm araid of this because if people knowto much about me they might not like it......