God. damn. it. I honestly am getting sick of life. It's the same thing every day. I want a reason to get up in the morning. I do have a reason, but my reason is useless. A waste of time. Ihate the way feelings work, and I hate the way that people keep secrets. What would happen if people always spoke their minds? Why do people feel like they should hold back? It's doubts and insecurities. It seems that that is what has been running my life lately. Every day is just another day of the same thoughts a feelings. Thoughts and feelings being kept inside wanting to explode and be revealed. But for now, they will be inside my head and no one elses. Je voudrais lui to know. But I can't. Rejection frightens me. Especially when thats all I know when it comes to relationships. My experiences are for me to learn from, but as of right now, they have me quite frightened. Ugh. Amanda