Sharp Intake
I keep having these strange anxiety attacks. Very mild. But I keep feeling as if I am not able to breathe. Or maybe that I am not able to breathe enough. Especially when I am trying to sleep. And in a few other situations. I end up having to inhale very deeply and I still feel as if there is something wrong. It's either Sudafed or psychosis. And who cares about the Emmys? Well, I guess I will (grudgingly) if I am ever up for one. But they just make me feel left out at the moment. Like a great song just came on and no one will dance with me. And not just because it's some fruity new wave song, either. My taste in music is fine.
Secret Pop
Sep 21, 2003
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