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it's 12:39 am and here i am,busy overthinking if only i can go somewhere far away far enough to make these thoughts go away while half-listening to my old folks, my mind is clouded with thoughts thoughts that makes my bones ache thoughts that question the love I'd received and gave it's nights like these when i realize that my favorite author is right you can't be happy, unless you're sometimes unhappy **** this stupid reality i just wanna go to sleep so i'm gonna leave the time behind and let the world fade into obscurity -AA
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
overthinking
it's 12:39 am and here i am,busy overthinking if only i can go somewhere far away far enough to make these thoughts go away while half-listening to my old folks, my mind is clouded with thoughts thoughts that makes my bones ache thoughts that question the love I'd received and gave it's nights like these when i realize that my favorite author is right you can't be happy, unless you're sometimes unhappy **** this stupid reality i just wanna go to sleep so i'm gonna leave the time behind and let the world fade into obscurity -AA
the nights were for overthinking, and the days are for oversleeping
aby-alvarez
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
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