...you were scared to say hello to me? why? hm...
I'm glad you did too
Oooohhhhh, haha, I see. Well, sometimes, we all get confused. Its hard, trying to believe in things when the world around you believes in so many other things. You know? Its funny... one religion believes another is wrong, and that religion believes another is wrong, and THAT religion believes another is wrong... its just a matter if finding what is right to YOU.
...besides. You're young, and its not as huge of a life impact as you think. you're entitled to your own thoughts and beliefs and time to think and believe them
I have never confused you? I thought I confuse everyone
My nightmares... geez. They're... detailed. They seem real, sometimes they seem like movies. Like, a lot of the time, I'm not viewing it as myself, but as if I'm in another person's body. Like a bystander, or like I'm watching on a screen. They like to involve The End, and flames, and lots of blood.. and my friend Matthew is in so many of them... there's sometimes children in them... and a lot of the color black. Mirrors, rape, cutting, flames, childhood memories, music boxes, bridges... I wake up feeling like I'm underwater, I can't breathe, sometimes I can't even scream because I'm too horrified. Its... I'm so exhausted but the worst part is, I'm so used to feeling exhausted that its part of my system now....
You really think so? ...I sometimes wanna be a model and then I remember how like, impossible that has been made for me. But its always just fun to pretend... and of course I have to edit them. Just to make them look better... but, you know. I can't ever look at them and think "I nailed it", or "I am enough here"... its weird :/