I don't wish to suffocate you. I see your fear when the social ladder questions your rank to my low. You need people to feed your state of mind---Because you starve yourself, perhaps?
Who am I to deprive you of light? I'm standing in front of an exit on a hell hot late afternoon; clustered like popcorn, we all are, at a fourth of July festival. I'm holding the door open, only I need not leave.
You dodge and scratch at me as a deer would to a sister to hurry it across a road, away from a car that is speeding forth. However, some how, it will only hit and kill you.
Go ahead, Jenna dear, take the spot light and stage. Its not the place for me.
Why should I interfere?
A grudge?
None taken.
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No, I put songs on repeat so they WILL get stuck in my head.....
Why, you don't? But with out a beat, where does all the little voice's flow come from......? D:<
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