ask too many questions, and you'll only get hurt in the end.

Well. I can't help being such an insecure wreck. About everything going on around me. Cause there's always that chance that it could all go wrong.

I dunno eh, it's always been like this. If I had a choice, I'd obviously wouldn't wanna be this way. Neither would I wanna have a fucked up complexion, or do things thinking i'm helping someone but I end up doing more harm than good, or have someone feel like i'm intruding in their life when I really am being... very genuine.

BLAH.

Watched 3 movies in a row today. Didn't study. I think I have a deathwish.