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you can't expect me to show you all my heart and mind in one moment. things like that takes forever, especially for a broken little girl like me. I haven't even showed myself everything, I'm scared, terrified to even do that. How will I respond, how will you respond? It's such a mess everything, I'm such a mess. I just keep pressing everything down, down to the bottom of my stomach just to not have to deal with it. Everything scares me, everything except you. You don't scare me, I'm just a little bit chary with you. What if you leave me, leave the mess you're about to make and then what do I have? What kind of room are you leaving me in then? Should I show you everything and just let you go if you can't handle the truth, or should I rather keep supressing it. Do I even trust what you say to me, do I even trust you. Do I even trust me?