Sometimes I get very insecure that my boyfriend is 1000x more attractive than I. It leads my brain to rushing thoughts, and I can't get out of them.

 Being in something good, I think, scares me, because I've never seen or experienced good. Which is pyshco, and leads to the fact that yes, I Blair, am clearly looney tunes.

The sermon at church today was about epiphanies aka "aha moments" (plus the other 2 definitions) and it cleary spoke to me, as I contantly feel that I need those HUGE 'aha moments' to define anything I believe or feel, otherwise it's certainly impossible to be true.

I also shouldn't post blogs when my adrenaline is through the roof.