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It Doesn't Flow, It Gushes

Sometimes you think everything is fine, that you've dealt and coped. But the truth is, you've just bottled it up and applied the fine art of compartmentalising.



So volatile... that one little stimuli can push it over the edge and immediately flooding your senses. Then it's over. Just like that, leaving you wondering where it all came from in the first place.



And you also wonder, again, if this time, it's truly over... that you've dealt with it. You convince yourself you have.