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Every time I see him it makes my heart burn and my mind ache because I can't figure out what to do.
I love being huddled in my corner, just listening to the rain hit the crooked roof. It somehow makes everything clear, and I don't stress about the million pressing issues that are happening in my life right now. I can just wrap myself in the blankets and pretend that nothing exists outside of the little golden room I'm in.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm bi-polar. The way I think and feel about something/someone can change in an instant.
I hate The Sims. That game makes me feel stupid.
I love being huddled in my corner, just listening to the rain hit the crooked roof. It somehow makes everything clear, and I don't stress about the million pressing issues that are happening in my life right now. I can just wrap myself in the blankets and pretend that nothing exists outside of the little golden room I'm in.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm bi-polar. The way I think and feel about something/someone can change in an instant.
I hate The Sims. That game makes me feel stupid.