I can´t seem to get out of my head anymore. And I want to believe that I used to know myself, and that I wasn´t like this and won´t be like this forever but I just can´t remember anything else and I can´t see the end to this.
I´m really sick and I can´t stop it.
And I probably won´t stop until it´s too late.
(Nightmare, on Tumbrl.)
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