Sunday, January 25, 2009

seven.

Its that feeling of being incomplete. If only there was a way to forget. Forget all the possibilities, the late night conversations, all those unbroken promises. Maybe then, just maybe, it wouldnt hurt as bad. I continue to find myself overanalyzing things. People tell me to calm down, and to not overthink it, but how can i when i dont know how to. I hate this. Someone help me.
-p.g.


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