I'm afraid of never knowing what I need and staying distracted by what I want. I'm afraid of knowing myself less than a psychologist or some book-learned 'soulsearcher'. I'm afraid of falling for the wrong person. I'm afraid of being alone in large spaces.. lots of stuff
Yeah I didnt read every single comment left on this chat just my friends so my bad for being your "echo" although i do have to give you props for the butter comments.
Come to think of it, I don't have fears of anything dangerous. They're all irrational and/or stupid in origin. The idea that I would rather confront a spree killer than a failing paper is entirely preposterous. I think I need to work on that one. Sincerely...