People everyday fall into an endless nothing. Where sight and hearing have no use. Where there is no quiestion to answer or reason for thinking. Where your mind is lost and you forget about everything around you. Some people call this spacing out. I call it being normal
Reason for writing:
The teacher kept yelling at me for not paying attention.Birth sign: Not entered
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