Ok.
Yeah.
Um.
Ok.
...P told me he loved me last night. I am so scared. Not because I don't love him back, because I do. I'm scared of getting hurt. I've been hurt alot in the past when I've trusted people so opening myself up enough to actually love someone and accept their love back scares the shit out of me.
That's what love is about I guess...
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go vomit a rainbow made entirely of kittens.
Yeah.
Um.
Ok.
...P told me he loved me last night. I am so scared. Not because I don't love him back, because I do. I'm scared of getting hurt. I've been hurt alot in the past when I've trusted people so opening myself up enough to actually love someone and accept their love back scares the shit out of me.
That's what love is about I guess...
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go vomit a rainbow made entirely of kittens.
Don't let past hurts get you down though, you'll end up all wacky and unbalanced. Being in love is the most melancholy joy imaginable, its what it is by definition: