I try, I try, I try. Why, oh why, is it never good enough? You hide from me, I can't see you. I can't stop needing you. Why can't I see you? I want to turn this upside down. I want to never know you. You can't see me anyway.
hypnagogia:
Good god, why do the exes always come out of the woodwork when you are almost over them! fuck my life. Yeah I know, poor meh.