Monday, March 14, 2011

i remember this.

im scared.
i feel like everythings gotten away from me.
i feel like its all my fault.
i feel like ive let it all run away from me.
i feel very alone.


its the alone and scared and sad thats in your stomach.
the anxiety.
the constant lump in your throat.
its not going away.
it used to always go away.
the frustration.
the lack of impulse control.
the not caring.

this is too much.
this is too much for anyone.
this is why no one gives a fuck.
im too much.

too needy
too impulsive
too insecure
too sensitive
too talkative.

TOO MUCH.

no wonder.

its not in the cards.

the feeling of safety.
being held.
i just wish someone would tell me they loved me
and actually mean it.

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