I aint usually lost for words, man. But damn, I’m losing it. I keep Jazmine Sullivan’s Stuttering on repeat. That’s how it feels. A few weeks back I was laughing at a boy who lost himself so much he couldn’t talk in my presence. Guess what? Guess who can’t talk now? Feel like a dumb ass. Sto-sto-stomach turns. Didn’t know I could still feel that. So much that I wanna say. Feel like a fucking, fucking fool. I can’t believe that I can’t talk. Feel like cryingsmiling at the same time. Happyhappy.
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