Donald and i
xuesha, me, jaczie, michelle ***
but still refusing to sleep.
last night, or rather, morning, was a dreamless morning.
is this the start of my nocturnal peace...
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currently have a few songs stuck in my head.
and some weird questions...
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i am ... soda water-
an efferverscent drink
untamed energy
with a tangy flavour.
-goodness... don't ask me what recess those weird lines came out from-
its the i'm sleepy, i have many weird things going through my mind and i shall randomly jot them down mode.
a mode i seem to be in very frequently.
parents are back in the morning.
training tomorrow.
jos and eliz after.
ménage à trois
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and the mornings are the worst.
definitely.
partial consciousness and the momentary euphoria it brings,
freezes into a solid lump somewhere in my ribcage,
as reality desaturates my elation into a medley of greyscales...
and the weight sinks deeper...
and lower...
fastening my ankles to the ground
as they clank solidly into place.
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