Occasionally
You’ll say something and I’ll just think “god, what the fuck.”
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Where were we?
The air usually taken for granted seems not to be enough. When only strained, shallow intakes of oxygen are manageable, and you’re weak and dependent on that ridiculous little blue inhaler. But it subdues eventually. When? you’re not quite sure.
Because for a while afterwards, you’re not quite sure that your breaths are deep enough. That enough blood is flowing to all your important parts. Each inhalation feels like its not enough air, you need more, your lungs aren’t capable of getting what they need.
And honestly its one of the scariest sensations I’ve ever experienced. Happens sometimes. Happens to a lot of people. Happens to me too. & we Continue life as usual.
- Obama: Doesn't want to ban porn.
- Obama: Doesn't want to restrict your internet.
- Obama: Doesn't want to take away your guns.
- Obama: Supports gay marriage.
- Obama: Education for all!
- Obama: Universal healthcare!
- Obama: Wants to continue Planned Parenthood!
- Americans: You're destroying this country.
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Im not sure how to sum this up
but I’d say the feeling is like… when i first met you and i thought you were cute.
its like when we sang all the lyrics to inappropriate songs in the car. When we danced all night and i wanted to kiss you so bad. When we did kiss and i couldnt get enough of you. When you told me you didnt wanna be just friends. When we realized how similar we are. When you promised me you would never hurt me. When i finally let myself like you, and it felt so damn good. When i lose too much sleep cause I stay up talking to you. When you tell me i dont need to wear makeup. When you call me megs, and i get butterflies.
Its like real life. And I really like you.
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