~times..

Sometimes I am afraid of the dark.
Just sometimes.
Sometimes I like to curl and cuddle.
Just sometimes.
Often times.
Sometimes I feel the need to smash breakable objects.
Just sometimes.
Sometimes I need people.
Just sometimes.
Sometimes I need myself.
Often times.
Sometimes I love silence.
Just sometimes.
Sometimes I enjoy music.
Most times.
Sometimes there is a lingering regret.
Less and less times.
Sometimes I feel happy.
More and more times.

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