I’m just so afraid of change. What if I succeed? Why am I afraid of bettering myself? Why am I so lazy? Why do I never do what I plan on doing. I just need to get this story going. I can’t stay where I am all my life, its nice for now but I can’t keep doing it. I want to write. So why can’t I just write?
irrelephants falling and burning
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