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i am not one to have a set goal or to expect for certain things to happen with people. these days, i try to anticipate as minimally as possible (such would hurt my head)
but i once again find myself dreaming of the vague and unreliable...
i am not one to have a set goal or to expect for certain things to happen with people. these days, i try to anticipate as minimally as possible (such would hurt my head)
but i once again find myself dreaming of the vague and unreliable...
i have my princess all to myself in the morning. sleep, perhaps, has its uses...
i have my princess all to myself in the morning. sleep, perhaps, has its uses...
i'm a daydream closer to simply knocking myself out.
i'm a daydream closer to simply knocking myself out.
i think of necessity. i'm stubborn around my birthday and christmas.
to want so shamelessly is just too difficult for me .
i'll take care of myself, i'll say. i'll take care of others ... these are things i need to do.
i think of necessity. i'm stubborn around my birthday and christmas.
to want so shamelessly is just too difficult for me .
i'll take care of myself, i'll say. i'll take care of others ... these are things i need to do.
i keep thinking about how you placed yourself in my lap
and i didn't take advantage !
i keep thinking about how you placed yourself in my lap
and i didn't take advantage !
i want to rest soon...
i want to rest soon...
but my true nature is simply too obsessed, always always ...
but my true nature is simply too obsessed, always always ...
but as much as i appear to be so small, my appetite demands that i devour .
perhaps i'm not worried about my hurt. i'm worried for them and how they've provoked my love .
but as much as i appear to be so small, my appetite demands that i devour .
perhaps i'm not worried about my hurt. i'm worried for them and how they've provoked my love .
there's that scared part of me, the one that reminds me that i could be cut open and hurt and bleed out alone, so alone again
but how much is this about me ? i want their happiness. and i want more and more of their delight ...
there's that scared part of me, the one that reminds me that i could be cut open and hurt and bleed out alone, so alone again
but how much is this about me ? i want their happiness. and i want more and more of their delight ...
over and over
until they're full, until they're overflowing
over and over
until they're full, until they're overflowing