Sunday, 28 August 2011

Needy

Sometimes I feel like a child, other times I feel like an adult.
In the times inbetween, I dont know what I feel like, but it is unpleasant. In a way I feel needy.
I have this need to be loved, heard, noticed, cared for, hugged, spoken to, listened to.
 It all just overflows like a jug being filled to the brim with water.

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