Time Out

I do not like the idea of someone giving up on me, and I will not give up on myself, which includes to continue to write out my thoughts, no matter how painful it was. To be honest, I hate to write out my thoughts, because those thoughts run through my mind a million times per minute (that was over exaggerating, but you get the idea).

I decided to give myself a little break, not from you, but from myself. Even though I like to be alone most of my time, time alone is dangerous for me when there is too much of it. I think too much, look into things too much. Everyone's thoughts are dangerous.

I begin to fear oblivion, not being cared for, not being significant to the human race, nonetheless the universe.

I do not like the idea of time because I do not like the idea of losing time.

Lots of love.