Ah, miss Dickinson, how i do adore thee. I too sing because i am afraid. I write trying to dilute fears. Its odd, recently i just have been...really truly scared. About the past. The future. My relationship. My friendships. Life. Death. Everything...its an irrational fear, and i have it nagging, telling me soon everything is gonna turn for the worse...
God i hope i am just being pessimistic and paranoid.
Dear god i don't believe in...If you are anything like what those who believe claim you are like, toss a little help to me and my friends. Can ya?
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