Must feel a similar compulsion to what I have been experiencing.
I cannot help myself.
Open more tabs in Firefox.
Surf through more television channels.
Needs unfulfilled, demanding additional input, because what I find is not satisfactory.
The information I receive is not nutritious. It leaves me wanting. There must be something, someone, somewhere, that can give me what I need.
Why doesn't anyone know what I want to know? I have simple questions. Why do the questions that I ask lead to more questions? How can this be happening?
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There is nothing I can do.
What can I do?
Why can't I do anything?
There is nothing I can do.
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Theresa is exhausted.
I can't help her.
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Thoughts that can't be contained.
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Ya know...you HELP just by EXISTING. You are there, no matter what. Remember that.
Theresa HAS you.
A lot of women are not so lucky.
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