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Aug. 10th, 2009 01:13 pmTrust is haaaaaard. Maybe it's because I'm such a liar myself, but trusting others seems to be getting harder and harder for me, rather than easier.
I am on the cusp of awesome things. About to start my last year of undergrad, about to head to law school, about to go to Japan. Instead of feeling awesome though, I'm consumed by self doubt and jealousy. Fear. Uncertainty. I guess maybe I'm finally living a life instead of letting it do what it wants to me?
But you near break my heart with loving you. In the show we're watching, there was a line about a heart not being able to break: it's a muscle, it can tear, but not break entirely. That's what this feels like. So much tearing.
I am on the cusp of awesome things. About to start my last year of undergrad, about to head to law school, about to go to Japan. Instead of feeling awesome though, I'm consumed by self doubt and jealousy. Fear. Uncertainty. I guess maybe I'm finally living a life instead of letting it do what it wants to me?
But you near break my heart with loving you. In the show we're watching, there was a line about a heart not being able to break: it's a muscle, it can tear, but not break entirely. That's what this feels like. So much tearing.