Death, call me a coward.

May 21, 2010 § Leave a comment

Hands shaking, feeling uneasy, eyes filled with tears. texting and calling loved ones just to make sure they are okay. I hate the feeling anxiety. It scares the hell out of me. At first, I ignored the hands shaking. Then, I realized I have been “fake” laughing the whole day.

I really really thought something bad is definitely going to happen. then, i realized, i am anxiety prone. -______- thank goodness though.

xoxo

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