22 July 2010

I thought of all the things I was going to say and then I fell asleep. I thought of how I had tactile hallucinations with my last boyfriend and at the time thought I was just really into him touching me. meanwhile I would get so anxious I could not think or form sentences and would just stand there smelling like sweat. there are no relationships in my prospects but I think about boys and am terrified of the biochemical chaos that one might unleash. I move warily.

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