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Sometimes, you just don’t feel like talking.
Silence is golden, when the time is right.
Sometimes, you just can’t share your sorrows.
It’s just unexplainable.
Do it, harm the other.
Of course, not physically.
Why spread the negative?
Control, control, hold it in.
But, but, but.
People may just misunderstand you and find you cold, or worse still, weird.
Come on, there are times when people just want to be alone, stay quiet, stare into the blank space, concentrate on nothing and just CHILL OUT.
Yeah?