So I really just don't fucking know anymore.
I closed down the local late night bar the other night. With a girl I kinda like but kinda am afraid of at the same time. Afraid of how messed up she is. Afraid of how much more messed up more she is than I am. Afraid of how much in love she is with the fact that she's messed up.
But then again I'm afraid that if I try to live my life so damned alone for much longer, I'm gonna end up badly...
I closed down the local late night bar the other night. With a girl I kinda like but kinda am afraid of at the same time. Afraid of how messed up she is. Afraid of how much more messed up more she is than I am. Afraid of how much in love she is with the fact that she's messed up.


But then again I'm afraid that if I try to live my life so damned alone for much longer, I'm gonna end up badly...

I don't know, but when I embraced my messed up-ness, it was less of an issue. The ones in denial are the ones that scare me.