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did he ask me.. and I was like ...why do you care? why do you bother? are you real are you a dream? what are you to me and what am I to you?

when I said the words it was like a baloon filled with water splahed in my head.. my face felled red and warm, and I realised that this was not the important right now...
In this moment I feel lost just like I felt when I was hangin with my homegirl being 9 years old.. there was this sleepover in their caravan their holiday home..
And I had looked forward to this moment.. but when it was there .. all I did was longing for my mother.. I felt lost like a little rabbit with long ears hangin all over my face...

To feel lost is just a weird and uncomfortable feeling..

I dont wanna feel lost...