2 in the AM

Just now, I backspaced most of my post. Why? I do not know. I fell asleep around 9 and woke up about an hour ago. Sleeping early always has me up much earlier than I intended to wake up. I can't sleep. I can't sleep because I feel like I need to wait for something. I feel like I need to do something. It's not a want. It's a need. I need this.

I'm hurting and it hurts to think about it.

Whoo

Good friends are always great to have over, especially on nights like these. Tonight was a good night. Tonight is definitely one to remember.

We'll definitely have more nights like this, and better.

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"I don't know what to do."

Well, fuck.
Back at square one once again I suppose.

Hole

I'm drunk and you're probably high. Or perhaps it's vice versa, I don't know. I've had a shit-hole of a day really. Thinking back on it, the scenes and dialogue seem to be things I've read in books or watched in movies. I see and hear just blurs of fragments. All I know is that I'm simultaneously happy and sad right now, but I don't know why.

What the fuck is wrong with me?
...Ah, that is the great puzzle.

Sleepless Dreaming

As a child, I used to sit in a huge mango tree with my feet hanging down over branches and when I moved, my stomach would flip with the flirtation of real danger and no ground to hold me up. I would do that daily.

What the fuck am I doing now?

-er and -est.

So, I've been happier. I've also had moments where I felt I've been the happiest. At first, my situation was pretty shitty, but it seems to be working out.

I've been living here for a month.