At night, all our thoughts are free, they fly over minds without permision, but we let it. It is very difficult talk about something when you are thinking another thing, it is like write in a language when you are thinking in another language, it is very confused. You mixed all and at the end you have a real shit. And with love it happens the same.
At night you can change your mind lots of times and you do not know why now are you thinking something completely different that what you thought this afternoon, it makes you angry. A terrible headache.
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