Panic
15 May 2009 at 2:21 pm

As inspired by

Quicksand. I shut down. I become paralyzed and sink into depression. My throat tightens and I disappear.

Or I snap into mania. I put my head down and get shit done, terrified of what will happen if I don't.

I avoid panic at all costs.

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Hi. Morgan, 25, of Santa Barbara, CA. I am a: bookkeeper, bartender, hypocritical admirer of rhetoric (when it is my own), and observer of literary trends. A secret: I don't take anything very seriously, and that includes myself.