Give Me Quiet

Give Me Quiet

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Mon, Jul 27, 2026<5 mins
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South Asian
Sometimes, your mind gets loud. It doesn't know what to do with itself. Nothing makes sense. You overthink about overthinking, believing you're underthinking the consequences. Endless loops drive you crazy. When in doubt, go to him. It may not solve anything, but you will surrender to calm.
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