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I don't know why I act that way I do. I guess the scars beneath still carry through. I can't simply trust so easily. Surely I put myself out there, and try my best to smile. But is that really me? No... not at all. I'm always close to breaking and worrying about every small detail. I don't know if I can pull myself through this, and when help is there, I always put up a wall. Always a natural reaction on my part. Always afraid. Always afraid to open and up and trust.
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| | Posted 4/1/2008 1:53 AM - 79 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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