Its funny when the night sky demands you to not sleep until the sun rises. I guess they’re in a constant battle with each other that they chose to bring me in the middle of the mess. They made me the insomniac I am today.
Apparently I’m trying to master the art of insomniacism for their sake, not mine.
And apparently Jake long: the American Dragon has caught my interest. Its a love-hate relationship really, a bit one sided though. Sad, really.
I’ve fallen for the unthinkable, the nonexistant…
My minds warped.
