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My teeth grind against each other, producing a mild head ache and portrayed an already present sense of frustration. It serves no purpose, but why not? Why not bite down on absolutely nothing when there's nothing to be bitten down on?
Help is a strange thing. We are all expected to help people, and yet sometimes we're shunned when we try to help too much.
I begin to perspire. Big wet beads of sweat roll down the sides of my cheeks and drip onto my chest. They keep falling as I keep staring and I keep thinking and they keep falling.
Whether I decide to go to school tomorrow or not, it'll be a terrible day. I could stay home, throw up a little, maybe clean up my room (but probably not), and then have to frantically catch up the next day... Or I could go and have the worst day at school of my entire life and most likely puke in front of everyone. Decisions, decisions.
Dehydrated. I think back to all the discovery channel programs I've viewed and thought, "You'll never find me in the middle of a fucking desert." And yet, here I am, trudging through the interminable dunes of sand and getting an ass whooping from the sun. My skin is beyond fried. Hallucination sets in. Death seems like the preferred choice.
Darling is something I most certainly wouldn't want to be called by my boyfriend. That's more of a phrase I'd see coming from a decrepit, yet classy, lady. It's more of an old fashioned thing to say and I do believe if my boyfriend ever happened to call me that, I certainly would not be aroused in the least.
The chains of a relationship. They hold you back, hold you in place, and yet you shouldn't mind. Because your significant other has those same chains. They're the chains that link you together. So if you complain about them, unlock them and set yourself free, because you don't care enough to keep them.
Sometimes I wonder who's side I'm really on. I pretend to take the side of someone I don't even agree with simply to avoid conflict. It's a flawed world. Under many circumstances I say things I hardly even mean. Agreeing is simple and easy. It takes a strong person to disagree and produce an argument.
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