3-10-10 apathy

I don't care one way or another...

I learned how to dance last night. I've been dancing all morning. I'm slowly getting back to normal, whatever that means.
I just want to feel comfortable.
I feel like my existance has been worth something.
I think it will continue. I mean, hopefully.
My low self esteem has gotten me down again.
It seems to win an awful lot.
nevermind.

I don't want to grow up.
I'm scared, really.
It scares me so much that I can't think of words to describe it.
or, perhaps I have no words.




current song echoing through head: "Mouth" -Fear Before the March of Flames