It doesn’t matter how loud you turn up the music, you can still hear your thoughts. At least I can. “Hate Every Beautiful Day” by Sugarcult helps, but it doesnt fix the problem. I’m on the train, going home. I don’t know what it is about the train, but drunk or sober, I end up thinking about things while I’m on there. What I’m thinking tonight is only important insofar as it’s deep and I shouldn’t really be thinking about it. I just need to get home and go to bed. Things will seem fine in the morning.

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