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It's easy to get obsessed with something that isn't good for the self. For me, it was you. You were that ****** song, I couldn't get out of my head. That type of chocolate, I could never get enough of. Those hours I overslept. That escape I found, every time I wept. Those day dreams. Those feelings. That smile. None were good for me, yet that is what I'm craving.
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 8:57 AM UTC
Unhealthy
It's easy to get obsessed with something that isn't good for the self. For me, it was you. You were that ****** song, I couldn't get out of my head. That type of chocolate, I could never get enough of. Those hours I overslept. That escape I found, every time I wept. Those day dreams. Those feelings. That smile. None were good for me, yet that is what I'm craving.
WHY AM I EVEN WRITING THIS.
kailasha
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 8:57 AM UTC
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