I slept for about 10 hours, woke up for 3, then slept for another 6. My room is like my life: a mess, with sweet stuff mixed around.
I don't get it. Do other people think? What do they think about? Rucha says it's the curse of being sensitive, but I just don't know how to shut my head off. There's a spider that was above my bed last night on the wall. Now it's a little off to the side. He doesn't do much either.
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