love will make you beautiful
If I lay here, if I just lay here
Would you lie with me, and just forget the world?
I don't know where, confused about how as well
just know that these things will never change for us at all
It's such a bittersweet irony when everything is perfect in such an unexpected, lackluster way. When you have everything you've ever wanted, and it didn't turn out right, but that's still okay.
Completey unrelated, but I found out that I have an anxiety disorder. Basically it's like OCD or kleptomania, except my compulsion is pulling out my hair. I didn't know it was a disorder till recently, though, I suppose it makes things in my life make more sense. Megs, remember how I said I couldn't stop picking at my split ends? yeah. Weird, huh?
posted by Liane at
5:37 PM
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I knew it began with Trich:
Trichotillomania is obsessivly pulling out hair, but that shows noticible hair lost. I told you that it seemed like you did it too much. :-/
Talk to me if you need anything.
6:03 PM
Well I mean it's a lot better knowing. Cause when I start doing it in class, I'll stop and think "why am I doing this? am I stressed or bored?" and then figuring out what makes me want to pull sometimes helps me to not do it, at least for another few minutes
3:58 AM
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