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its one of those things that i hardly ever feel. it sneaks up on me and bites me in the face real hard.
i hate that feeling that washes over me and the way my mind races and works on a thousand different possibilities. and they play in my head over and over again and i cant make them stop.
i hate the way it makes me feel.
i hate that feeling that washes over me and the way my mind races and works on a thousand different possibilities. and they play in my head over and over again and i cant make them stop.
i hate the way it makes me feel.