So fucking scared of our future.
Are we going by too fast, driven purely by the need to have someone?
Talking to the adults, it scares me that you’ll get sick of me soon. That what we have will become stale even before we have the chance for it to blossom completely.. I can see that on your part, you’re completely smitten. Don’t get me wrong, I am too, but the rational part of my mind constantly nags at me with reminders that we are only 18, with so much ahead of us. I know there are many who start out young and last forever, but what if, just what if, we are the exception? That thought frightens me, especially when I’m alone in the middle of the night, left alone with a dysfunctional sleeping pattern. One’s mind can’t help but go crazy.
Off to pray over this and hopefully get more rest before I end up looking like a panda tomorrow.
All the best to my A level babies especially S <3
