i get needy.

I don’t have a fear of commitment - I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up; I screw things up, especially with the people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be too close, I get confused. I don’t understand all of it but I keep pushing because I hope in this thing - the universe. There’s no way I’m the only person out there who wants something this bad. If I want it, someone else out there must, too.