i have moments of freaked-outedness that consume me from the inside out, asphyxiating. moments that cause me to tremble and tear up, earthquakes in my brain.
but they are only moments, just hold on and the moments pass. the moments pass. and when the moments pass i go on.
you have seen them. i have showed them to you. i think you would care if you could, but you cannot. i know.
maybe once, maybe twice.
