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When I was in grade three, if somebody had told me what would happen to me later on down the road, I would have thought they were crazy. But here I am, almost nine years later. Still in disbelief.
Nothing ever happens to me gradually. Everything will be normal, steady; then suddenly a torrent of crazy things occur and I'm left standing in the middle of a huge disaster, rubble and broken glass like a crop circle around me. Although sometimes, I don't mind the wreckage. Sometimes it's a relief when everything falls apart, after its been stacked up so high I can't balance it anymore.
Right now I am surviving in a permanent state of nervousness, with butterflies and anxiety running rampant through me. And all because of one sweet, intelligent, beautiful person. Who's too far away to calm me down.
I can't take my mind off of you.
Nothing ever happens to me gradually. Everything will be normal, steady; then suddenly a torrent of crazy things occur and I'm left standing in the middle of a huge disaster, rubble and broken glass like a crop circle around me. Although sometimes, I don't mind the wreckage. Sometimes it's a relief when everything falls apart, after its been stacked up so high I can't balance it anymore.
Right now I am surviving in a permanent state of nervousness, with butterflies and anxiety running rampant through me. And all because of one sweet, intelligent, beautiful person. Who's too far away to calm me down.
I can't take my mind off of you.