ironic that what i just recently posted an entry on, i'm taking a huge step backwards. it's the little things that scare me. i promise you the world and i will do everything in my power to give it to you. oh, you need to chat, hold on, i'm trying to get the world for you remember? this is what i'm scared of. so many forgotten little promises. if minute things can be disregarded, then what of the fly-me-to-the-moon ones?
i am a huge mess. my hormones flip like crazy whenever it's that time of the month. my eyes fill up for no reason. i erupt at the tiniest faults or what i deem as faults. i shift emotion as fast as a bursting of a bubble when it rains. but sometimes, i am thankful for these messes. because without them, i wouldnt purposely seclude myself. i wouldn't be able to reflect on my decisions on the repercussions of my emotional outbursts. i wouldn't be able to realize things like these.
i don't want the world. i'd be happy with remembered promises.
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