Tuesday, 17 December 2013

“I crave to be held, touched, wanted, so I push you
 away because I want it far 
too much. That little, needy 
child inside of me with 
outstretched arms and 
tear stained cheeks is 
the scariest, darkest
 part of me.” 

Sums up better than I can. Stressed to fuck and I could really use some affection. My hormones are all over the place today, there's nothing I can do about feeling like this untill it goes away. 

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