I've been wanting to talk about this for the longest time alr but I never did manage to, ugh maybe I'm losing what little touch with words I had or maybe I never was good with words to begin with. Sometimes it feels like there's a missing piece somewhere in me, and I keep trying to fill the gaping abyss... I clamour and I clutch at things, thinking that perhaps they'll seal it like fillings in teeth. Then time passes and the facade is eroded away much like a river bed (haha sec two geog) and I'm left with dust falling through my fingers and a head of murky thoughts. Then I wonder is this what I really want is this what I think will complete me, and I realise the answer is a negative figure. So then I think hey I'm done with this and I think I got it right this time, and then the whole cycle repeats itself again like a caterpillar to a butterfly and back again. It's pointless chasing my own tail, keying in the same sequence of figures into the great calculator of your mind and getting error 1.
It's a malevolent cycle I drove myself into, it doesn't seem to harm now but in time i think it'll take it's toll on me.
I want so much even though I already have enough. Insatiable. A black hole of desire. Down the depths of the bottomless pit.
Perhaps I take too much for granted, perhaps I overindulged in something I should never have tasted...
I feel like a hamster on a treadmill.

Help me out of my endless moment of folly.

I think I'm losing it, must be cheryl...
Anw I wna watch the sophie scholl the final days l8r, so coooool (:
I like my poker bangs XD
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