I wonder if I really don't deserve the things I have. I obviously take them for granted and I obviously seem to continually fuck things up. No matter how hard I try. I'm just like my mother. I have the best of intentions, but I absolutely fail and putting them into action. And, after all, the road to hell was paved with good intentions...
When I think I'm doing okay, I end up doing something exceptionally stupid. That causes a chain reaction that make the situation much worse than it ever needed to be. I don't do these things intentionally, but they seem to happen anyhow. Over and over and over and over again.
And my greatest, greatest fear is that she'll leave because of my unintentionally stupid acts that hurt her over and over again.
When I think I'm doing okay, I end up doing something exceptionally stupid. That causes a chain reaction that make the situation much worse than it ever needed to be. I don't do these things intentionally, but they seem to happen anyhow. Over and over and over and over again.
And my greatest, greatest fear is that she'll leave because of my unintentionally stupid acts that hurt her over and over again.