Hostel/3A.M/Vigil
I am trying so hard to sleep,but I can`t.I have been awake for like 16 hours now.Punching keyboard at this ungodly hour and watching stupid things.Sloshed like fuck at last night`s Party.Had a worst night ever.I must confess my eardrums ain`t much of a fan for techno-beats.The wary and distorted sound (squeals/groan) always lines up concord with me.So many things I want to say,the yuppifying heart cliche to my ego tussle.The germs inside my mouth to the ill will inside my mental chrome.I am having so much sleepless night from last few days.I dunno why.The format are blanks inside my head and visage are upside down.Albeit of all I am losing the elements in me.Intel descriptions are unearthed and the appendix I want to write,but I dun know what to.Maybe I can`t muster the valor to say what I feel as of now.The bevy and the schmoozing hours seems so great.I seem to have reawaken by her vocal ineptitude lately.
Bumming sharply would be the worst phase I have suffered.The more I try I confabulate the more I seem to get entwined in me.What goodness it could bring?Should I be enthralled or I should I kill the intrinsic feeling.I feel so damn smitten orchestrated with a great acuity of you. Fuck riddance..what I should do to get some sleep now.
maybe I should slumped into my bed and watch the ceiling fan go round and round.This weird feeling should fizzle out asap.I cant seem to handle this bloody thing.
3.15A.M *runs to bed* god grant me some sleep now please
I am trying so hard to sleep,but I can`t.I have been awake for like 16 hours now.Punching keyboard at this ungodly hour and watching stupid things.Sloshed like fuck at last night`s Party.Had a worst night ever.I must confess my eardrums ain`t much of a fan for techno-beats.The wary and distorted sound (squeals/groan) always lines up concord with me.So many things I want to say,the yuppifying heart cliche to my ego tussle.The germs inside my mouth to the ill will inside my mental chrome.I am having so much sleepless night from last few days.I dunno why.The format are blanks inside my head and visage are upside down.Albeit of all I am losing the elements in me.Intel descriptions are unearthed and the appendix I want to write,but I dun know what to.Maybe I can`t muster the valor to say what I feel as of now.The bevy and the schmoozing hours seems so great.I seem to have reawaken by her vocal ineptitude lately.
Bumming sharply would be the worst phase I have suffered.The more I try I confabulate the more I seem to get entwined in me.What goodness it could bring?Should I be enthralled or I should I kill the intrinsic feeling.I feel so damn smitten orchestrated with a great acuity of you. Fuck riddance..what I should do to get some sleep now.
maybe I should slumped into my bed and watch the ceiling fan go round and round.This weird feeling should fizzle out asap.I cant seem to handle this bloody thing.
3.15A.M *runs to bed* god grant me some sleep now please
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