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Love is blindness
That phone call just changed everything
I was looking back at you to see you looking back at me to see me looking back at you
I’m doing all the things I’m meant to do, why is that not enough?
So do you see me now?
They just exist
I’ve never been closer to anyone, but I don’t know you at all
Viewers are viewed
Stop. I want to get off.
I try to keep up with the news, but by focusing on one thing, I lose focus on another.
It means that I get irate when people ask me perfectly reasonable questions.
Am I irate that they are interrupting me distracting myself? Or am I irate that they want me to do things they should know how to do? Or am I irate because there’s a sense of panic in the air? Or am irate because I’m irate?
