Monday, December 15, 2008
Dust.
12:33 AM
i bit my tongue.
and I have been grinding my teeth a lot in my sleep lately.they told me that I’m in stress.
but I’m not.
Now that I came to realize that it was because of the feeling that I have towards going home,
a feeling of FEAR.
fear that people might think of me differently,
fear that the relationship that I initiate again will leave me heartbroken in the end,
fear that I’m might not reach the expectancy to the eye of certain people,
fear that I might lose control over my life and being locked up within the 4 walls again,
and fear that hatred would arise within me again.
i dreaded to return.
