7.02.2009

And with one touch
to my cheek, you melt

my world away and make me fall

deeper
into you.

//anyways.
I hate staying up late and not being able to go out, because I start thinking and getting really worried and paranoid about nothing. I do that. I have these things that are like anxiety attacks, only not. panic attacks, only not. I'm not sure how to describe it, but they've made me think some insane shit before.

alas.

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