me, finally getting a chance to say something I’ve thought about for twelve days straight: oh, hey, that reminds me, funny thing, this just came to mind but
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It’s nauseating to think about you
In the same way that it’s nauseating
When you indulge in too much
Of what you love
Cause I ran into you last week and it punched a hole in my stomach
I’ve been so overly flakey with everything in my life. I need to have someone yelling at me to get out of bed.
me: mom i can’t go to school the stress is bad for the baby
mom: what baby?
me: me