stupid bullshit

ur mom gae

the dark morning wades around me as I lay in bed cursed by my terrible sleep schedule, if you can even call it that, the birds aren't even out yet.
I don't feel like checking the time cause I'll end the calm I rarely feel.
I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep so now I'm stuck laying in bed till I can move.
I stay laying in the warm soft spot till light slowly starts leaking onto my part of the world and the birds start asking to fuck. I turn my head to the rest of my room, it's dark but I can make out the shadows of everything well enough. my hand reaches out and feels around for my sweater that I find near my bed on the floor.
I sit up and pull the thing over my head and tuck my arms into the safe space of the fabric. I'm still in my sweatpants and socks from yesterday cause I was too tired last night to take them off.
I sit there for a second on my bed, thinking about what I'm doing, the birds sing to each other, I pull my legs off of the bed and test out how walking might go, I'm stable.
the light is brighter and I can see what things scattered over my floor are, I reach for my shoes and sit down on the floor, one foot after the other my shoes get slipped on and tied I grab my small bag that's contents consist of burnable things and things to burn them with.