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Addicted

Nothing about growing you was pre-fab.
Your love is the organic chemical,
and my brain is the lab–

an addiction I happened onto by chance.
Your body and your smile
are my chemical romance.

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  1. iampharaohmaktuk Avatar
    iampharaohmaktuk

    I seriously hate how getting addicted to the idea of someone makes you forget their essence. And we all need our fix!

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    1. Deah Caldwell Avatar
      Deah Caldwell

      It does. It drives me crazy, because we do need that fix. But you end up imposing your expectations of who they should be onto them, which isn’t who they are at all–it’s selfish!

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      1. iampharaohmaktuk Avatar
        iampharaohmaktuk

        lol did you read my Conversation With Myself?

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      2. Deah Caldwell Avatar
        Deah Caldwell

        Hahaha! Maybe….(Scary music playing)

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      3. iampharaohmaktuk Avatar
        iampharaohmaktuk

        Your previous comment basically just described my actions with someone I was addicted to 😦

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      4. iampharaohmaktuk Avatar
        iampharaohmaktuk

        Alright back to bed. Good night!

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      5. Deah Caldwell Avatar
        Deah Caldwell

        Zzzzz

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