I do not want to talk about my problems.
I do not want to tell you my insecurities.
Things that trouble me.
I think about these things too much myself.
If telling you will not help, then you do not need to know.
I hate when people think “opening up” is the solution to everything.
I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.