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Am I about to lose my mind? I can't think enough I can't think too much I can't think, not even a bit. I overthink, therefore I do think. I oversleep, I stay up late at nights though. I don't feel as if I were living. It all feels like a dream, as if I were floating, floating through my life. Not living my life. Barely, Existing. Maybe, maybe, I haven't lost my mind YET
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 3:07 AM UTC
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Am I about to lose my mind? I can't think enough I can't think too much I can't think, not even a bit. I overthink, therefore I do think. I oversleep, I stay up late at nights though. I don't feel as if I were living. It all feels like a dream, as if I were floating, floating through my life. Not living my life. Barely, Existing. Maybe, maybe, I haven't lost my mind YET
mila-berlioz
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 3:07 AM UTC
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