December 2011
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I am unstable...
A thought of you makes me go crazy. When I hear your name or see a picture of you.
Sometimes I think I am fine, sometimes it is the opposite.
I try to run away. I leave the house, usually at night. Perhaps I want the darkness to swallow me, or to set me free. Pushing shuffle on my Ipod expecting some song to come up that will make me feel better or at least push me to crying.
When I am fine...
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