idle hands + idle mind = devil's plaything
i don't exactly know what's happening. maybe i'm being paranoid. but it feels all too familiar, it's unsettling. i hope it's not happening all over again.
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i'm starting to feel the pressure. to leave or not to leave.
i still don't have an answer. i mean, i'd like to think i have my answer. but it's too ideal, it scares me.
i've been down this road before. and the last time, i thought i made a mistake. so i came back. now i'm scared i'll make another mistake. and it's doubly scary now because it can go both ways. maybe the leaving will be another mistake. or maybe it's the coming back after. gaaah.
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pardon the rambling. i've just had too much time to think. it's these moments that'll be the death of me.
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i'm starting to feel the pressure. to leave or not to leave.
i still don't have an answer. i mean, i'd like to think i have my answer. but it's too ideal, it scares me.
i've been down this road before. and the last time, i thought i made a mistake. so i came back. now i'm scared i'll make another mistake. and it's doubly scary now because it can go both ways. maybe the leaving will be another mistake. or maybe it's the coming back after. gaaah.
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pardon the rambling. i've just had too much time to think. it's these moments that'll be the death of me.