There really is something freeing about being in control of your own shitty thoughts. Like being up at an unreasonable hour because it's peaceful, it's the one time where you can be alone and drown in your own thoughts, no one there to interrupt or invalidate them, just laying alone in your room with all your thoughts floating around in your head.
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It really sucks having a million reasons to go and barely one to stay, and even that one feels like it's thinning.
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Why does everybody suddenly just disappear when I'm at my worst?
It's getting so much worse and not a single person is noticing
You knew everything wasn't fine and you still were distant
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Proszę, bądź tam dla mnie. Nie wiem, jak długo wytrzymam; wszystko boli
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Midnight thoughts
RandomJust little vents Fair warning these are the frustrated ramblings of an overthinking teen (got inspired by a friend to post so thanks m8)
