I have the terrible gut feeling that I am going to fuck this up somehow. Or you’re one day going to realize that I’m not as great as you think I am. I don’t want that to happen. I just wish it was easier to tell you everything I am. I’m sure you’ve nevet met anyone with as many emotional instabilities as I have, or someone who can’t seem to keep anything straight, but you don’t know any of this about me. You don’t know that I’m pretty much incapable of love and that emotions fuck me up. You don’t know that I will without a doubt lie to you, probably daily. You don’t know that no matter how much you put into me, you will never get it back.
