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Thoughts with Sunshine~

Lilmisssunshine965

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Lilmisssunshine965

feelings life random real thoughts thoughtsandfeelings

I am often in my own thoughts. I often have questions; some serious, some silly, while others are random or inevitably rhetorical. I can't always keep them inside my head. So why not share them with strangers and see if anyone else can relate?Tous Droits Réservés

feelings life random real thoughts thoughtsandfeelings

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Silent Echoes

This is where I let everything out-the chaos, the silence, the things I can't say out loud. It doesn't judge, doesn't ask why, doesn't need explanations. It just exists, ready to catch whatever spills from my mind, whether it's broken pieces or fleeting moments of joy. It feels like talking to someone who's always there but never speaks, just listens-and somehow, that's enough.