it's a mixture between that bellyaching laughter and tearingoutmyhair.

it's the feeling of your arms around my waist and you too far away now.

it's that clenching of fists against the warmth of you.

it's the songs you want to hear don't want to hear can't stop hearing, silence or otherwise.

it's hope and frustration having a war inside me, from the notches of my spine to the my very tiptoes.

it's what osduflksdhflsflsadskdfhslfd ksd feels like.

YOU KNOW?......

i know i'm not the only one, but sometimes it really fuckin feels like it.


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