Stagnant Thoughts

They're not going away,
I suppose its only there to tell me:
Write it all out.
i.
I can't help but think I loved him too much to help myself (but that could be backwards, couldn't it?)
ii.
You haven't spoken to me for three days.
iii.
His brown eyes glittered as he listened to my laugh in the rain today. (too bad I'm only sixteen. He was drinking a Long Trail Ale and I knew when he asked where I lived it wasn't just out of curiosity.
iv.
My favourite jeans don't fit me.
v.
Damn. I'm scared I'm not good enough to be an artist.
vi.
I feel different. as though something inside me is me, but this shape I'm trapped in is not.
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Aarg, PT.
Aarg, PT. I know what this is like.
v.--never. vi.--exactly.
To the others...I don't know what to say. Lovely writing. It says so much.