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Late Night Thoughts [A Diary]
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MatureOngoing12m
Last published Wed, Oct 11, 2017
You know that deep pit in your brain that gets crawled into around 1AM? The one where your thoughts consume you with every breath you take? It can hurt you and make you cry. It can be the reason you live or die even. The thoughts that you swear you cannot open up to anyone about because they'll reveal a different side of you. Well, I'm putting those thoughts here for the world to see. You're going to read every dark, twisted, fucked up, preachful, sexual, and heartbreaking thought that comes to me when I fall into that pit. Are you ready?
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