Fuck Hypocrates

post secret here:

i'm not you.

The Fires We Set

how do you truely know what you need?
and why is it so necissary that it is different, in some ways, from what you want?
because what i have makes me happy.
for the first time in a long time
but my mind wont shut up...replaying hypothetical situations:

what if he were to come around?
what if he were to come back?

what if he says he loves me again...can i say i dont still feel the same?

is that bad?
to not be ever completly out of love...i think it is normal (er has the same problem)

but i do believe it is a hard concept to expect anyone else to comprehend

so why say anything at all?

what if we're never really safe
from all the fires we set?

and what if it doesn't matter
as long as we are happy in the moment

i want this one to fit
and to work
don't let me be like him...what ever happens

b/c what if i am no worse than he ever was...what then?
everything i hate i am...thats what...and how do you save yourself from that?

how do you save yourself from yourself
i almost wished i would have gotten the bug...i mean that way i wouldn't have to eat.
i almost enjoy that i'm-going-to-puke-feeling i get when he comes back around
atleast then i won't want to eat.

and that is bad...and it scares me.
who am i?
sometimes i wonder
and sometimes i know all to well...

that's the curse

really,
i am jealous that she has the strength to maker herself do it.
wish i knew how.

and that is the terrifying part...