Catatonic escapism
I was your catatonic *****
Catatonic escapism
You turn me on when you needed me
When you needed something to hide
When you needed someone to help you not feel anything except occasional electricity.
That's okay
I don't feel much either
Except the occasional surge of electricity when I get tired of the numbness.
When she came,
You came.
I had to leave your bed.
I didn't even stay for breakfast.
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 4:40 PM UTC
Catatonic escapism
I was your catatonic *****
Catatonic escapism
You turn me on when you needed me
When you needed something to hide
When you needed someone to help you not feel anything except occasional electricity.
That's okay
I don't feel much either
Except the occasional surge of electricity when I get tired of the numbness.
When she came,
You came.
I had to leave your bed.
I didn't even stay for breakfast.
some guy in the 8th grade just liked to use me as his emotional crutch and i was just like k be that way.
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