Feb 26, 2008 23:21
So
insanity.
so i'm a stable wreck.
i tie strings and cut them at whims
and have learned not to fret
when they fall at the feet
of the marionette.
sleep.
translation:
i cling to people like no tomorrow
and then i freak out and run away
never to be seen or heard from again.
it's becoming a pattern
that i cannot be okay with.