thehippstar:

Those minute where I am alone, just me and my pillow. I think. A lot. I think about everything, anything. It varies from “What am I doing with my life?” to “Am I happy with who I am?” to “Did I reply to that last text?” The room is so silent, but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about. Sometimes, I hate it because it brings up things I would rather never think about again.

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