im just a girl who enjoys going out to eat at fast food restaurants. it doesn't matter if my socks match or not, ill wear sandals and rock them all damn week. i hate waking up early, it hurts my head. i hate that i fall in love so easily. its like the hands of an unhealthy relationship have caught me by my shirt and i try my best to loosen it's grip but it pulls me closer to my fear of commitment. im afraid of heights. i dont like dark places. im scared of small spaces. im also scared of digging a hole so deep that i wont be able to reach my only way out. im siara. im an average girl who falls in love unexpectedly and always ends up with my heart on the ground. i try a lot, but not too much. my question is, when does "falling in love" turn into "hurting yourself" , and when does "healing your wounds" turn into "reopening your scars" ?
