9.1.13

My dirty little secret makes me who I am.

Just always searching, so curious for a little taste,just on the tip of my tongue...I will never get away with it. Yet I will never get away from it.

It's just what makes us who we are. We're full of riddles and rhymes,trying to find which ones to listen to and which ones to ignore.

I wonder if this is all how it's always going to be,or am I going to find someone who wants exactly the same things as me? How long does it take until you just know? I love him, so much. But I worry it won't be forever?

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