this twists my brain .Im wrapped up in my thoughts. my cheeks taste like the ocean at least once a day. more then half the hours of the days of the weeks i feel this pressure against my body like then air is forcing me down. but I'm mistaken the air for these weighted down thoughts that i cant seem to explain to myself anymore. I have always thought i could handle beginning alone most of the days but it just seems to be harder to keep on telling myself its alright. I'm ready to show another that when I'm cleaning and find myself bored i put on music and act as though my life as no worries and that i could float on this world with a relaxed out look. That when i lay in bed I enjoy crying on another persons chest and it makes me feel better. I want to be put to sleep by someone playing with my hair. Im ready to know the ins and outs of another. I'm tried of playing this singles game... i was never good at musical chairs I need that safety chair i would like not to be singled out anymore.