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sometimes i lay on my bed-facing the stars thinking. thinking.. thinking... until i dont want to think anymore until i cant think anymore until i want it to stop until i want everything to just stop.
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
stop.
sometimes i lay on my bed-facing the stars thinking. thinking.. thinking... until i dont want to think anymore until i cant think anymore until i want it to stop until i want everything to just stop.
#sad#sadthoughts#thinking
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angele
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
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