it's seven am.

and it's drizzling outside. and my ac's at 16. and i still haven't slept properly for more than 2.

thoughts floatin around like a flashbang residue. the harder i try the more it sticks.



shalalala. listenin to a lil girl sing and play some weird bag-o-beans makes me feel better.


i can't even blog properly anymore. pfft. wat a waste.


i'll try to sleep a lil later. now goin out to jog fer a while. out.