i think i stopped breathing--
one of those long moments where up might as well be sideways, and it would all be the same to me. talking in circles, running laps in my mind..calm down, it's fine. they're fine. maybe it is--so why can't i sit still without feeling like my lungs have been filled with concrete, blood's turned to ice, and stomach just imploded. so helpless. damnit, where are you??

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[all eyes on London...]



i think i'll keep watching.