November 2009
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12670.) I don’t think I’m good at anything. I still have no idea what I’m here for. I’m so nervous I’ll never be successful at anything, my paranoia is taking me over in the form of panic-attacks. I’m afraid I’ll never figure myself out. I’m afraid I’ll miss my destiny, and feel confused and afraid for the rest of my life.
The timestamps on the “Redux” (by jacob) Tumblr theme really jerk my chain.