I don't know how to act or how to breathe
When nothing's wrong and we're in the clear cuz
Nothing wrong feels weird
I start to dig for buried arguments
And make assumptions when my confidence is
Shaken, stirred and poured
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Heard in a
TikTok
In mid July
I don't know when to ask and when to not
If it's too soon or just long enough
My brain's all out of sorts
And if I bargain fear and gather courage
I'll check my pride and not your phone
You'd show it anyways
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Heard in a
TikTok
In mid July
So shut me up and kiss me
You pinky swear you'll hurt me
I frown and interrupt, you say
You're human and you'll fuck up
You laugh as if it's funny
I stare and you convince me
It comes and grows that sickening feeling
That you've been lying all along
Forgive my lack of trust and
Constant need for reassurance
I hyper fixate on the past and
Ruminate in fights cuz
I can't stop wondering
Why you put up with me still
Is it my gut or scary thoughts?
Did I miss a sign or make one up?
Can't even trust myself
Self sabotage or something else?
I have an
Anxious
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