There are times in which I’ve viewed this page repeatedly and begun to type something extraordinary, only to stop myself, erase everything and then go back to my dashboard. It scares me getting too intimate on Tumblr, not because of what others think, but because of what I’ll think of myself when I finish rereading my own post. For me it’s like unlocking a fortress and getting past the first obstacle you need to pass in order to reach the true beauty of it.

I might start up my confessions again. I need it. Maybe, it’ll help me get rid of this internal emotional drainage thing I’m going through.