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Music = Life. It varies a great deal based on my mood. In the event I am (hypo)manic, it takes over my senses and I just dance like an ignorant fool for hours at a time. I often get stuck on one song.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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