As of late, I've been attempting to discover why I am such an idiot.
Every good thing that comes into my life, I push away. Every opportunity with every girl, I just throw them all away. Once anyone gets too interested in me and starts liking me, I run away from them. What is fucking wrong with me?
I over analyze. I over think. And once I start this process of analyzing, my thoughts get trapped in a cycle and I just think over and over. Until I can't take it anymore. And I fucking run away.
Why do I instinctively shy away from love? Why do I instinctively protect my heart? I guess I'm just scared of getting hurt. I hate this post, I hate my thoughts, I hate this manic-depression, most of all - I hate complicating things.
About Me
- Mel Rose
- In one statement: "I AM NOTHING BUT A DREAMER." But if you're looking for a bit of a longer description, my passion is analytical thinking and mental escape. I enjoy creating and collecting stories, poems, and miscellaneous thoughts. I am all for having priorities and morals that are my own, and living my life as I see fit. I'm just another person attempting to interpret and put meaning behind the world surrounding me.
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