Drives me crazy

The minutes when I'm alone, just me and my pillow I used to think a lots. Think about everything and anything.

It varies from "What am I doing with my life?" to "Owh my gosh, why I texted like that??".

The room is so cold and silent but my mind is so loud. It drives me crazy because the things I would never think about, I think about.

Sometimes Everytimes, I hate it. Because it brings up things that I don't want to think! And I always try not to think much but I couldn't help my brain from thinking bout it over and over again.

 I do really hate those time because it bring me to the uninvited thoughts.

The split second before sleep is the most active second in my life! It's so true, right?