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The very last person on your mind before you fall asleep is either the reason for your happiness or your pain It's a funny thing to think, Pain and Happiness In such a close parameter. It is so hard to tell, who is which. It makes me question, everything. How many days was it actually pain? How many times was I hurting myself more? Where is the happiness I was wishing for? Happy thoughts travel through my mind as the moon rises. The stars illuminate across the sky, just as the perceived happiness is in my mind. Could my happiness be entangled in the pain? Are the strings of my emotions being weaved, to the point of not knowing? The power of knowledge. Knowledge is power. The happiness of pain. Pain is happiness?
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Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
Bedtime
The very last person on your mind before you fall asleep is either the reason for your happiness or your pain It's a funny thing to think, Pain and Happiness In such a close parameter. It is so hard to tell, who is which. It makes me question, everything. How many days was it actually pain? How many times was I hurting myself more? Where is the happiness I was wishing for? Happy thoughts travel through my mind as the moon rises. The stars illuminate across the sky, just as the perceived happiness is in my mind. Could my happiness be entangled in the pain? Are the strings of my emotions being weaved, to the point of not knowing? The power of knowledge. Knowledge is power. The happiness of pain. Pain is happiness?
A silly game played can turn into a mess of thoughts
addisonmay
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20/Cisgender Female
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
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