I wish I could sleep. I don't know exactly what does that mean.
Oh, yeah, I know.
I wish there was one girl to make me sleep.
Gotta hate those slow days.
Funny how everything that seemed the least interesting to write about, disappears when you actually get to write. One of these demon days. Lots of things to fix in my head.
Why do we appreciate the company of those that cannot be around?
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