I’m lost, lost, lost. This feeling of dread, I hope it’ll go away soon.

It would be so easy to run away from everything, after all that is what I do best.

I don’t want to be alone anymore.

I’m a very shy person. It’s very hard for me to interact with people and it costs me tremendous amount of energy and nerves. Sometimes it’s hard to interact even with my life-long friends, forget about making new acquaintances.  Becayse of that, it’s so much more hurtful that the only people besides my family who I feel close to, just forget about me. I’m used to it by now, but sometimes it hurts nonetheless. 

I feel like hell. 

“I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure. Fear of pain. Fear of rejection. Sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you make a mistake you can’t undo? Whatever it is we’re afraid of, one thing holds true: that by the time the pain of not doing the thing gets worse than the fear of doing it, it can feel like we’re carrying around a giant tumor.”  - Grey’s Anatomy

All.the.time.

I can be such an idiot sometimes, I only now discovered a wonderful tumblr feature that is Fan Mail.

I wish I could disappear.

I’m tired of disappointing people I love, 

and I’m tired of them disappointing me.