How come I sleep through things I'm supposed to be up for, but when I need to get to sleep I can't do it?
I went for a drive the other night. Just the road, my thoughts and the rain. Though I did stumble onto a pot of gold.
Another rhetorical question: why do all the words that have been in my head suddenly escape me when I finally have the opportunity to get them out?
I'm almost through mourning the summer, I'm looking forward to the first snow.
Six Flags tomorrow morning.. this morning... gonna go read Haunted until I can't keep my eyes open any longer.
>live.love<
dm
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