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those minutes where i am alone, just me, my pillow and my pink monkey . i think . a lot . i think about everyone, everything, anything . 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 rather never want to think about again . the split second before sleep is the most active second of my life .