It is currently three in the morning and I have not fallen asleep yet. My condition right now consists of me falling and running into walls/doors multiple times. I'm surprised that I can actually write proper words right now since usually at this time of night I just start asking myself random questions that don't make sense (which I eventually end up answering with the most plausible thing I can think of). My friends have told me that whenever it's late at night I sleep walk (and sleep talk). Oh fucking boy. I have screamed "where the fuck is my shoe", I've made weird noises, grunt (a lot), and I've even been told that while my friend was trying to sleep I rolled over to face them (still asleep) and in a voice that is probably five octaves lower than my actual voice I quietly said "I need to be the one", then just rolled back over on my side and started making whale noises. My life is strange. This concludes my little story followed by my current mental state. If any of you are wondering why I even write this, well it's because I have nothing better to do at 3 am other than eat junk food and cry myself to sleep because of random shit. Oh wow, my cat just ran into my door. Welp, if I'm still awake at four or five I will probably make another rant about personal stories and what not. Oh, I'm still ranting. Shit. Um. . . Well. . . I don't really know what to say but at the same time I do. This probably isn't gonna get noticed. Well, goodbyes for now.
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(I gift you with some drunk Russians singing My Heart Will Go On)
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HumorHello children. It is currently 3 am and I need sleep. But am I listening to my brain? Nope. Not one fucking bit.
