Maybe I've got to hold my breath until it all goes away.
Or, rather just quit breathing altogether. Just to unwind a little
bit. It's just really insane. Or maybe I've just got to become
that elusive princess you need to replace. I think I may be ending
up in some uncomprimising position, only to be left hanging there for days
and days before you or anyone else really seems to notice. And by
the time you or anyone else notices, I'll have fallen down too far, and
will be beyond your control.
But it's not my job to warn you really, just express displeasure really.
And even then, it's still great discomfort for me. It's your job
to notice it, not me. Nervous, shifty, you should really see that.
If you can't tell akward pauses, from pauses, then opening up needs to
be done by you and them. But, still, everyone tends to look in hind
sight at everything first before looking forward, so it may not be anyone's
fault.
But then again, I tend to be the middle of an oreo.
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