Fair Conversation ~ The Voices In My Head's GC

Happy Valentine's Day

It seems like I can only write when I'm almost unbearably sad.

My first instinct is to message my friends, but what good does that do when they're all out on dates, and my best friend lives so far away?

I would go to sleep, but somehow the thought of doing that makes my skin crawl. I don't want to spend my afternoons unconscious anymore. Desperately clawing to get to dreamland, and it still is beyond my reach. It seems everything I want comes so close, and I am only a hair away from getting it. But every single time I'm about to reach it, I am just shy of a few millimeters. 

I've accepted it as it is. 

I'm so scared to make mistakes, despite my efforts to act differently.

I think it's cause I hesitate so much, I end up losing more than gaining anything. 

So, I'll make mistakes. I promise myself, I'll make mistakes.

I'll live life boldly and proudly before I turn 18, and I'll face all the consequences then.