one of many?
one, but not the one?
just...another...one...?
i know it's not me...it can't be.
i hate when i think that everything about a situation applys to me, but in reality it doesn't.
so confused....so confused....
as if my mind could stop obessesing...in the clinical sense of the word.
as if i wasn't stuck enough as is...
but now, to wonder, is it me?...
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I don't find death sexy, but I definately have some weird notions of sexy.... ones that scare me too.