I have been fooled, I have bled, I have fallen, but I have gotten back up and continued, but I am only human. I have seen pain, hardship, and success. There have been things that I was told that I could not accomplish, that I have accomplished. There have been things that I was told that I could…
I don’t like being left in the dark. The concept of uncertainty in itself gives me anxiety. I always need answers. I tend to not ask too many questions for trivial matters but even the smallest thing can ensnare my curiosity. And once that has happened, it’s all over. It’ll consume me. I’ll create answers with absolutely no basis or facts. It really is terrifying.
Realest shit I’ve heard all morning. (via corivicious)