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Now I'm back to that overanalyzation
Pills on the table but I can't take them because they're probably tainted.
My brain has a monster that's invaded, and it makes me crazy.
I check my locks even after I've just locked them because if I don't my thoughts take over and I get lost in them.
I end up making my self small hyperventilating and struggling to talk.
Pray because if I don't something bad will happen, but do I even believe in God?
I do if I smoke too much pot, enough to lay on the couch, twitch and cry, scared I'm gonna lose my life. Was it laced? I don't know but I speak up. I'm so paranoid. I'll jump at the most simple non threatening noise.
Ocd's a parasite that's burrowed deep in my brain I can't turn it off, but it's such a mental drain.
