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Apr 8
OCD
It's hard to explain.
The patterns in my brain
are like scratches on a CD
when all you want
is to listen to the music
but the **** thing
keeps on skipping
and repeating
certain parts
while everyone else
is dancing in their cars
and you're just trying
to drive and
breathe.
when a friend asked me what it feels like.
but there's more to it than that.
Kacie B
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Kacie B  31/F/California
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