Fuck. I knew it was a mistake to take a look back. Not that I haven't before. It can't be that I'm worse now, more lost, whatever, I know that can't be true. I'm hating myself for it at the moment; because I looked back and I shivered. And I wanted it all again. And fuck that.

It's like; 'Hello, you're going crazy'

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending:

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