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Nov 2016
Thoughts over flood in my mind. It's like someone is stirring around my brain like a homemade stew. It never stops twirling, it never stops thinking. Thoughts are being replayed. My eyes become blurry and heavy, I struggle to keep them open, but my mind won't let me sleep. Another restless night, kept up by the sound of my loud and obnoxious thoughts.
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hazael-fae  18/F
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