i dont wanna be heard, i wanna be listened to.

Description from original post (created 2016-05-02 09:06):

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Quickly moving towards a storm

Moving forward, torn

Into pieces over reasons

Of what these storms are for

I don't understand why everything I adore

Takes a different form when I squint my eyes

Have you ever done that?

When you squint your eyes

And your eyelashes make it look a little not right

And then when just enough light

Comes from just the right side

And you find you're not who you're supposed to be?

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meh enjoy this cat thing