fucking hell i woke up at quarter to 5 and couldn’t get back to sleep ’til 8. i blame it on the rain. milli vanilli knew what they were lip-synching about. word. the sound of that shit hitting the gutters and tinkling in the alleys outside the window makes me MENTALLY INSANE! it sounds like some faggot tapping on galvanized garbage cans with chopsticks and he’s all this is my accurate depiction of the sound of rain and i’m all this is my accurate depiction of strangling you!
so i had a cigarette around 8 and passed out.
i wish i was smart enough to smoke cigarettes when i was a kid, for insomnia i mean and especially on christmas eve. i’d lie awake in bed for hours just praying to fall asleep so i could wake up faster and open presents, nite just dragged on and on and on but if i went down in my stupid kid nightgown and was all what’s up mom and dad i’m just gonna have a smoke and hit the hay then i’d pass out like that!
layta dudes!
