Sleep.

I lay awake tonight thinking about all the little shit that shouldn't even bother me. My insecurities are slowly creeping through my skin & sooner or later it will show itself. 

It's not like I doubt your love for me, even though I wonder how anyone could love an insane person like me. 

Obviously it's all in my head. Everything lives there, all my secrets & fears, all my insecurities & jealousy. And I'm finally realizing how crowded it is in my head with my reckless & crazy thoughts. 

If only I was better.