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Anxiety craves a certainty it’ll never get,
The threat of her unhappiness hangs over me all the time, my own sword of Damocles.
“How things feel isn’t necessarily how they are.” “Are you always going to talk in riddles?” “That wasn’t a riddle. That was as straightforward as it gets.”
Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean nobody’s after you.
It’s sort of sad how she can be so angry and yet so powerless.
“I’m into people who are kind, not nice. You can’t trust nice. And she’s got nice written all over her.”
She’ll be the girl, and the woman, I never was but still hope to be.
