You know, how you have that friend that says, "Will you cry when I die?" or "How when you react to me dying?" and truthfully, I'm not being mean or anything..but I don't accept death. If my best friend were to die tomorrow, it'd just be like he left to a far away country without a word not a goodbye. I'd be lonely, but life goes on, we'll meet again somehow, someday. if I were to face my fears, I may have a breakdown.
So, I don't want anyone to hold anything against me, but I seem to have acceptance issues, and I thoughts I could except anything...guess I can't always be right about myself.
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