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Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
Being the first in the Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
I'm on your side
Nowhere to hide
Trapdoors that open
I spiral down
You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
I'm lost at sea
Don't bother me
I've lost my way
I've lost my way
You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
You're living in a fantasy world
This beautiful world
Lundy, Fastnet, Irish Sea
I got a message I can't read
Another message I can't read
I just saw a picture of Andy and I.
I got a horrible wave of nausea for some strange reason.
I Probably Want Him Back But I Am Too Proud To Admit To That Because I don't Feel Like It's Nesessary. Maybe that proudness is what's stopping me from being fully happy and loving myself.
That's so stupid. I need to feel loved to love myself in some aspects of my life [if anyone just understood what I said].
At least I always have Jesus.