It's such a great wonder talking to different people. New ones.
Whenever I do its just a wave of overwhelming difference from me. How could we all think so differently yet the same?
I'm still such a baby, and we know that.
Fucking perfectionism. Uptight little bitch.
Everyone else in the world is laidback but me. Plus, I'm mentally, emotionally, and physically messed up.
I need an angel.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Virgo
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