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the songs go by so fast in my heart. sometimes it's hard to make or become attached to someone or something. not with me. i become instantly attached to most things, probably to the point that if they leave i can't function for awhile because it becomes too lonely in there.

i feel empty even when i'm in love. is that right?

i like things that are filling. maybe i temporarily like to replace air with food but mostly i like that bit of hunger pang to know i'm alive and still feeling. "i like it sloppy and wierd." a bunny magnet once told me. maybe i do too. i like to live in a mess. i feel most at home surrounded by my clutter but not with a stranger's and it seems like everyone is a stranger nowadays.

i could really use a hand to hold. so i don't float away. 
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