“I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this week. I can’tThat you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think
think again. Not ever again. I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that.
wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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