Bugs. I freak out when they crawl on me because I always think they'll crawl inside of me and somehow survive and multiply and jesus fuck ant colony in my organs and then they'll burst out of my veins and it will be hundreds of thousands of bugs covered in my blood and i'll bleed to death and...
No. I have no fears.
Actually, wait. Lately I've been worried that my friends don't actually like me, and actually put up with me out of obligation and pity. It's been getting harder and harder to ignore recently. I'm pretty sure it's not true, but still...
Last edited by Token; 06-14-2010 at 12:42 AM.
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