Apr 25, 2004 22:03
so i finally told some one.
dont know what i acheived by that, but its there now.
on the table and not in my pocket.
i feel like i just confessed to the teacher that i have weed on me, now all i have to do is wait for the consequences.
it scares me more than anything, knowing, that im putting myself on the line here. im giving myself up, im jumping out of the plane, free falling, sick with the thought that i wont be able to pull that string, my parachute will fail me. again. i dont know if i can make anyone see how afraid of crashing i am. i dont want to crash and burn, i want to keep gliding, i dont want to die tonight.
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