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[biscuitpig]

I've only just realized lately that I love nighttime for the quiet. The quiet and the dark. No one is prattling on, no noise is filling my ears, no ringing of phones, and the sun is not shining on my poor pale skin and in my squinty eyes. Tonight it's just the sound of the wind and the occasional car, plus the glow of this tiny screen and

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[stronggay]

Personally, I hate it when my dreams take place in the day.

Then I wake up feeling ripped off.