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Dec 2011
I drive myself crazy with the thoughts that swirl like a whirlpool in my brain.
Everything is chemical and it drives me ******* mad, drives me straight insane.
I have these dreams with all these people in them.
People I've met, people I've yet to meet, maybe even people I don't know I'll meet.
I always want to tell them that they were there.
I was only sleeping but they were there! I want to tell them.
But I don't.
Highschool
Nicole M Grubbs
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Nicole M Grubbs  Michigan
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