"But there are lots like us, with no grave but the stage."

Thursday, December 10, 2009

restless brain syndrome.

it's now 3:13 am and I have to be up at 7. i'm hungry and can't sleep. i'm tired, but just can't seem to get into the mindset to sleep. there's constantly music playing in my head and with the addition of this girl, sleep is at the end of the never ending hallway.

by the time i start to dream, the alarm will kill it. at this point, maybe i should just stay up. there's plenty to do. fuck it. i'm restless.

i'll sleep when i'm dead. let's party.

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