Wednesday, May 26, 2010

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Author: M | Posted at: 11:10 AM | |
*breathe in. breathe out*

Transient. Momentary. Fleeting.
I need to think things through, without opening my mouth.
I need to ponder and analyze a lot of things, with my thoughts in my brain, not words in my tongue.

Fuck.

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