most of my days are calm now. except for the occasional hiccups. and i am a drifter. i stop when i see the big truck's headlights approaching. stop short in my tracks. frozen with fear and uncertainty. i stopped scratching a long time ago. the itch is no longer an itch. and i am an interesting person as you get to know me but damaged goods don't come without the excess baggage. because that is the only way to learn from mistakes. to carry them with you.
disassociating. cold shower panic. i stop now because i used to run into the headlights. i think that's an improvement.
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