What I’m afraid of? Intimacy. Someone else knowing me in a way only I know myself. Having someone wrapped around me like second skin. Fingertips on places even I don’t like to touch.
but first, let me take a xanax
There are so many times I want to rant and spew all of my thoughts on tumblr and then I remember that so many people from my school follow me.
I really resent that.