I hate this. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this. everything will be absolutely perfect; in love with your best friend & they return the feelings. but it only lasts for so long before your insecurities creep in. there’s no way this could last, right? something has to go wrong. maybe we’re not right… maybe I can’t do this…. I don’t want to waste this time when I should be finding myself… but why doubt something so purely honest & good? why tear apart something that makes you so happy? why self-destruct when things are going so well?