"You probably did something awful.
You're probably a terrible person
They probably don't like you."
These thoughts clouded my head as I stared up to the ceiling, trying to fall asleep.
All these "probablies" can be answered if I just ask but I don't have the courage to.
Instead, I let these thoughts overflow and consume me as I sink deeper into the cold dark pit of my own doubts and anxieties.
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