And...I’m listening to Rod Stewart....I Don’t Wanna Talk About It on repeat. That song makes my heart sink desperately. But, I can’t stay away. 😢
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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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