I think again. I think i know why God put me in the same room of a lot of people. I stop doing that. Even though i still have the thought to do that. If only i still in my own room. Idk.
What a midnight thought.
having a deep talk with a “stranger” who you’ve just met for a week and suddenly you get the same connection as if it’s the same trauma. We need a freakin drink beside us next time. Now trying to sleep but my mind is going back to the past rethink about all my life decisions. Fck