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How fascinatingly scary the troubled mind can be. She fell in love with one, so quickly, she thought she must be crazy. He was everything she never thought she wanted. He was flighty, dangerous, wreck less, and highly unpredictable. Every day was a new adventure, and that was what kept bringing her back to his bed at two o' clock in the morning, wearing his t-shirt and her underwear. She never got to know how much he loved her, or if he even did. Turns out, she was flighty too and she ran away, and locked herself inside with a bottle of wine, peeking out the window looking for his reflection. After she drank her nights away with someone else for more than a couple of weeks, he was gone. And she was left to go on with her days, as though he had never been a part of them. And the sad truth is, now she is the one with the troubled mind.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
The Troubled Mind
How fascinatingly scary the troubled mind can be. She fell in love with one, so quickly, she thought she must be crazy. He was everything she never thought she wanted. He was flighty, dangerous, wreck less, and highly unpredictable. Every day was a new adventure, and that was what kept bringing her back to his bed at two o' clock in the morning, wearing his t-shirt and her underwear. She never got to know how much he loved her, or if he even did. Turns out, she was flighty too and she ran away, and locked herself inside with a bottle of wine, peeking out the window looking for his reflection. After she drank her nights away with someone else for more than a couple of weeks, he was gone. And she was left to go on with her days, as though he had never been a part of them. And the sad truth is, now she is the one with the troubled mind.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
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