love is a bitch

I am sick of being paranoid about you.. I am so glad you don’t have a tumblr because you would think I am a total weirdo if you followed me. All I ask is that you give me a chance to be as close as we can be and that you give me a chance because the thought off graduating without even giving it a shot scares me. I just want you to be a bigger part of my life in whatever way possible. But I worry that you look at me as some desperate, clingy, annoying chick who likes you too much. I wish I could know exactly what you think of me… not what other people tell me that you think of me and not the illusion of what you think. I want to read your mind and know what you think- unfiltered. I just need to know. But I don’t feel good enough for you. Like I am not worthy. . But I am trying.