- Mother Teresa
- Mother Teresa
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Friday, February 19, 2010 @ 2:25 AM
Scared.
 That I am scared? I am scared of this. I am scared of that. I am scared of now. I am scared of the future. I am scared of me. I am scared of you. I am scared of everything. I hate nights like these. Ended with 12minutes of pimple cream and an ugly heart poured out. Brutal honesty, much? "Our fear is free floating. We’re afraid this isn’t the right relationship or we’re afraid it is. We’re afraid they won’t like us or afraid they will. We’re afraid of failure or we’re afraid of success. We’re afraid of dying young or we’re afraid of growing old. We’re more afraid of life than we are of death." Ugh, goodnight world. |
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