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a treacherous sea
i feel like i'm drowning.
i've caught myself with phrases about drowning uttered during sex under my breath.
cliched things like that don't bear the light of day, or the scrutiny of anyone besides myself.
there's a whirlpool going on somewhere inside me.
now i think i'm falling into it.
i don't know what to do.
it's a beautiful day outside, and i sat out in it. read my book. laughed some. thought about why eggs are considered breakfast food. and all the time, i was thinking, i'm drowning. it's dark. i feel lost. and cold.
my life is swirling around me, and i'm fighting so hard to stay afloat.
i've caught myself with phrases about drowning uttered during sex under my breath.
cliched things like that don't bear the light of day, or the scrutiny of anyone besides myself.
there's a whirlpool going on somewhere inside me.
now i think i'm falling into it.
i don't know what to do.
it's a beautiful day outside, and i sat out in it. read my book. laughed some. thought about why eggs are considered breakfast food. and all the time, i was thinking, i'm drowning. it's dark. i feel lost. and cold.
my life is swirling around me, and i'm fighting so hard to stay afloat.