I'm depending way too much on him giving a shit about me 6 months from now. I can't expect him to wait around until I get my shit together and move out there. I'm afraid for the shit I'm going to face within the next year.
Sometimes I wish I never felt this way about you, and that we never met. I don't know if I could ever handle losing you for good. This is usually the point where I want to walk away, but I can't walk away from you.
I'm tired of living my life paranoid and afraid of everything.
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