I find myself here again and again and again and again. 

I always grasp for what I've had before, pretend as I may that things can change, that I don't just make the same mistakes.  I'm so absorbed in the intricacies of the drops on my tongue because I'd rather touch than feel, and if pushed I'll choose sandpaper over suede. I'm so caught up in my own self. 

Libra. 

Some people just can't empathize. 

When was the last time a film really moved you?

I want to learn to draw just to sketch myself in

Wax crayons cross all the lines I would never dare to, 

my risk taking is ill though out.