I have the tendency to worry about the little things in life, things that are beyond my control.
I can't help it though, I've let you permeate through this membrane I've manufactured out of the negativity of encountered misfortunes to protect myself from doubt and despair. And you've done it; you've torn me inside out, you've worn me out. I cannot believe how stupid I was to ever let you in my life. Don't get me wrong, I don't regret any of it. But you have stolen the most integral cog to my network. Without it, I just simply cannot function properly. And what sucks most is I know that I will never get it back.
