You're My Good Feeling

Mood: Kinda...weird
iTunes: She Paints Me Blue - Something Corporate

Why is the middle of the night so weird? I can say and do so much in the middle of the night that I never could or would during the day. Why can't it be the other way around? There's never anyone else around in the middle of the night. Although, it's a great time to think, and write, and figure things out...

Such as why I never think I'm good enough for anyone. As in everyone around me deserves someone better. I'm a dysfunctional family member, a crappy example to my brothers, a terrible student, I'm lazy at work, and I have little to no talent in anything.

And whenever anyone shows the slightest bit that they might care about me, why do I get terrified and think I should leave whoever it was behind? It makes no sense to me. And I can't explain it, it's just always been that way...

-megan.