Saturday, December 26, 2009

I miss my animal instincts

I kind of miss the crazy, don't give a shit, chain-smoking, bad-ass chick I used to be when I was with you. It was a picturesque and wild time in my life, when I did EVERYTHING, regretted NOTHING, and just didn't give a FUCK.
Then I realized from the outside looking in it may be intruiging, but there was so much instability and pain you put me through.
As tempting as it is, I can never go back.
My heart wants to rebel, but my head knows better.

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