You know what I love?
The rush.
I could be, and sure as fuck will be, nervous before whatever event that's about to occur.
Hands shaking, sweating like no tomorrow.
my breath accelerating so fast it would be, probably is, considered unhealthy.
heart in my throat ready to jump out.
stomach churning and twisting, close to the point of puking.
But when I'd have gone through with it my heart would be pounding so hard and so fast.
I would be on cloud 9.
God.
Moments like these are the ones I live for.
I yearn for these moments.
Because I feel as if I have conquered everything in the world.
And my blood would be soaring, singing in my ears.
And I'd be so fucking giddy.
With possibly the biggest grin on my face.
Its that satisfaction of being scared yet loving the moment which makes me so happy.
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(A.N)
Hey guys.
This is actually based on one of my fears, being heights..
Yep, I hate heights yet I love heights...
Its an awful combination.
Anywho tell me one of your fears? no? ok. :D
