Hello tumblr, i feel like just talking a bit.
I’m scared. I’m scared of being alone, I’m scared of mediocrity, I’m scared of being a nobody. And worst of all, I’m scared of being unhappy. And guess what? I’m not happy. I’m far from happy. Sure, I feel happy sometimes, but does that mean that I’m a happy person? Not at all. I’m extremely insecure, I have no self-confidence, I have nothing going for me. If it weren’t for my friends and my music, I’d have nothing. So no, I’m not happy. I have to resort to amphetamines to function like a normal human being, which has catastrophic results. Such as, but not limited to: being a total asshole, having no filter on what I say, and being a total hermit. I’m scared of meeting new people, or even being social at all. It just wears me down. The girl of my dreams was driven away by my absolutely shitty personality, which made things exponentially worse for me.
So now here I am, venting to a tumblr page that nobody will ever read anyways. I’d talk to my friends normally, but the last thing I want is my friends being concerned about me.
This is why I hate everything.