X-austion

can i touch you to see if you're real?

what a fucking night. dreams. not even dreams. recurring nightmares. i'm starting to enter the world of scary insomnia again. why am i so stressed? you know the nightmares are bad when you can't shake them in the light of day, when the chill remains after morning coffee. luckily i only had time for two to invade because i was only in bed for a couple of hours, most of it spent reading and rolling around and talking to myself. bad people dreams. the one with the serial killer and another one. two from the violent men series. exhausting.

have i been sleeping for all these years? is it magic that makes you appear?

Mood: crusty
Drinking: coffee
Listening To: eyes of a stranger, payolas
Hair:crazy roots