Insecurity..

Late nights/early mornings.

I'm open.

Finding the reason for contentment.

Are relationships so fragile? And if so, then what is the point? *stares expectantly in the general direction of heaven

A scar is a scar is a scar... A keloid on the cardiac muscle to make things science-y. Like a dented tin can of tuna.

Like a friend says, happiness is but a passing thing. Baselevel mood is one of depression. I.e. happiness is intangible. Fleets about. Depends on endorphin levels.

Eat more chocolate, ppl.

So have a baseline of contentedness. Noone can have a truly perfect life in which they didn't not like something in it. Trick is to tolerate it.

Bite-size. Just the way you like it. Brain poppers. Easy to pop into the brains. Like a lipophillic drug (logP>5).

You know how the world moves on? How one second comes after another in succession? How you'll never get back that one second again?

I hate it.

Helpless.

God is around. But the future is not in our hands. Or it is, depending on your philosophy in life. Whether in my hands or not, I'm afraid.

Like the thing that goes 'cluck'.

Family. Safety nets in life. I'm thankful I still have them.

But what when I start my own?

When or if?

Seeee... Weird crawling girl ghosts and futures... Scares me like there's no difference.

I think I'm gonna be sick.