I even managed to write this crap though I was really tired.
My brain is wandering while my eyes want to shut down.
Things aren't the way they used to be -- not so f*cking easy.
I couldn't help imagining myself full of bruises and in pain, that way I could feel numb and useless.
I've been trying to find out different ways to pass out, just as I wait for my celphone to collapse.
I am thinking of impossible things... zombie, dracula or maybe cinderella?
Things that are hallow that only in fairytales happen.
Now I think I'm dreaming.
Getting up… pausing… thinking and lighting my old friend Marl.
Btw, have a brilliant new year!
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