My body feels like a stranger, I do not understand her, the way she changes, leaves me baffled and confused, and whenever she changes, I have no control over my compliance, I have to.
I just find myself being one way and I don't know how or why I'm like this. It's funny, even something that is so intimate, I still feel helpless.
This shit seem pointless.
10:23pm.
12/04/20121.
mini RANT.
Chocked in Examinations.
Well, emptying my book, I mean my Something Mending Book, wrote lots of stuff, didn't get to post.
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Something Mending -- VOL 1
PoetryOf Breaking hearts, young love, betrayal and pain. Of Mending hearts, familiar pain, unexpected hurt and aftermath. Of Healing hearts, underated heartache, pain and acceptance. Of Love, Love that is as deep sea. Pain, that knows no bounds. Strength...
