Monday, May 25, 2015

insecure

My insecurities are swallowing me whole.

I just want a friend to talk to. I want to wrap myself up in someones arms in a blanket and just cry into their chest. I want to tell them everything from the reasons why I get up in the morning to the reasons I become a ball of self pity each night.

I just really want a person to ask me how I am and not have the fear that I am bothering them if I tell them how I really feel.

Short post, long night.

Goodnight.

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