Chaos brings order.
Who will you allow to lead you blindly until the end?
You're like a little girl with a stupid crush.
We all sing glory.
We all choke ourselves with our own ignorance.
There is so much more to life than your stupid desires.
Nothing is everything, and everything is something.
Confused? Troubled?
Finding the meaning is looking through the vivid transparencies.
Dance the night away because tomorrow,
we will look back and talk about good times now gone forever.
Trace lines around the image of your choice.
Dance until the end, my friend, and find joy in every living thing.
Optimism is not a choice, it's a belief.

Barbarian by August Burns Red.

i'm scared of being vulnerable.

now who isn't? i remember vividly the catalyst, how i was concentrating on work when i was placed in an unnecessary emotional situation/choice. i wasn't ready for that, girl, and that made me realise things: how far we've gone, what you were and what i didn't want. i think it scared me somehow. most of all i couldn't continue sustaining what i didn't want, it was beginning to tire.

i'm glad time did it's job. i couldn't think of any other way. i'm so sorry.

link, time to move on.