That i always tend to keep my feelings all to myself because i have a difficulty in opening up and letting people in to my life.

That even if i find the courage to show my emotions, those feelings will remain unnoticed anyway.

That i will always care too much about everyone and everything.

That everyone else will never care enough about me.

That i am often taken for granted.

That i will always choose you but i will never even be in one of your options.

That there will always be a soft spot in me, for you.

That i will always try and find solutions to all of my friends’ problems, but can never, ever figure out how to solve my own.

That i spend every second of my life trying to prove something to the world.

That the world does not even seem to acknowledge my effort.

That i can’t live life to its fullest because of my undying fears.

That i always worry about what everyone thinks of me.

That i will always fear the idea of not being good enough.

That i will spend the rest of my days trying to find the path that is meant for me, the person who i am meant to be, and the person who is right for me.

(That i tend to over-think when i’m bored or sad or is simply still up at midnight.)

Now, can you just imagine my thoughts when i’m drunk?