You know sometimes I wish we hadn't met, i wish that rush of adrenaline never changed into another kind of rush.
I wish it stayed a rush of excitement and curiosity to what you hold, instead of a rush of fear and anxiety to what i might hold.
I wish i never knew you, and you never knew me and we, strangers, loved each other, in my imagination until i disappeared. I wish i wasn't loved that much.
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RandomWritings on how she's been able to accept her demons and explore her own hellish universe , the journey is twisted and full of interesting and relatable stories .
