3:31am

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I find it kinda strange to wrap my head around my own thoughts.
I have nothing to think about, not persistent enough to maintain a mainstream thought.
nobody gets it, maybe you do, or not.
it's 3:31am.
I should be sleeping but instead I'm talking to a screen with no one listening.
wasting my valuable time away.
letting whomever needs to, to read it.
I have tons of things to say yet so little space.
madness.
it's so quiet past 3am.
like sometimes tooooo quiet.
so I'll just mess up my room a little, then fix it.
headphones always work.
depends.

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