me | oxytocin | you
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
I feel like a bad omen,
a widow in India.
Someone crying in an airplane.
A bus driver that just got robbed.
A surgeon who was just abused.
I'm not addicted to anything anymore.
This is boring.
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