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I really need to be doing things right now. I have an application and two scholarships that NEED to get done. But I simply CANNOT think straight. My last poem, written 24 hours prior to this one, is driving me insane. During the day, I know that all these poems are nothing more than my own mind rambling about nonsense. "I realize that I was being dramatic, and all of those feelings are now dead." I find myself editing my poems, because I can't let people believe that I actually believed my words at some point in time. But as the dark of night sets in, I am alone. I don't have others' thoughts to cloud my judgments. All my thoughts creep back to my naive curiosity. Naive, but not dangerous. In regards to "Can I Glue my Eyes Forward?", I just want to KNOW him. Talk, laugh, play, hang out. Am I romantically interested but masking it with curiosity? Or I am just so interested in people in general that when I take extra interest in someone, I misinterpret my own feelings as a crush and do my own version of "damage control"? Either way, this roller coaster is driving me crazy. I can't stand this battle between putting validity to my feelings and discounting them all together. I can't even send a message saying "hello" without feeling like I'm doing something wrong...
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 4:13 AM UTC
Wandering Thoughts
I really need to be doing things right now. I have an application and two scholarships that NEED to get done. But I simply CANNOT think straight. My last poem, written 24 hours prior to this one, is driving me insane. During the day, I know that all these poems are nothing more than my own mind rambling about nonsense. "I realize that I was being dramatic, and all of those feelings are now dead." I find myself editing my poems, because I can't let people believe that I actually believed my words at some point in time. But as the dark of night sets in, I am alone. I don't have others' thoughts to cloud my judgments. All my thoughts creep back to my naive curiosity. Naive, but not dangerous. In regards to "Can I Glue my Eyes Forward?", I just want to KNOW him. Talk, laugh, play, hang out. Am I romantically interested but masking it with curiosity? Or I am just so interested in people in general that when I take extra interest in someone, I misinterpret my own feelings as a crush and do my own version of "damage control"? Either way, this roller coaster is driving me crazy. I can't stand this battle between putting validity to my feelings and discounting them all together. I can't even send a message saying "hello" without feeling like I'm doing something wrong...
lynn-preston
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 4:13 AM UTC
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