it's too soon.

that's all i can say.

everything they're warning me about
(he doesn't know me at all)
only makes me want it more.
every danger, every detail, every disappointment.
i've known about them all, and i've never been scared of these things.

i'm scared of not having to be warned about them.
i'm scared of stopping before i get the chance to go through them.
i'm scared of them not happening at all.

bring it on.
i don't know if i'm ready, and i don't care.

things need to start happening.
they've started happening.
for the first time ever, things are actually happening.
i'm rambling.

but things are happening.
i'm subconsciously stopping them out of fear.
not fear of the things i've been warned about.
fear of not encountering such things.
fear that i'll disappoint before i even need to impress.

on another note.

dear zac efron,
it could be that i haven't seen hsm3 in a few days, but
oh to the wow.
i love joe jonas.

my sincere apologies,
me