Shut Up, It's 3AM and you need to sleep. in In My World

AKA late night thoughts that I probably shouldn’t write down.

I know how to solve all the damned insecurity and so fucking many of the problems I’m having with it but it isn’t up to me. Maybe it’ll never happen, or maybe it will, but I can’t help but be anxious and afraid until I know for sure. This shit is so hard sometimes. Others it’s as easy as breathing. Some dumb post on facebook send me in a spiral because I’m clingy. I can’t help it. I’m just afraid. This is stupid. It always is. Stop spiraling and go to bed, stupid.

I’m going to bed now. All I want is to curl up with you anyway.