i need my sleep. 2 hrs of INTERRUPTED sleep.. my mind just wouldn't go to rest. bothered. troubled. tensed. so here i am 20 hrs later, still awake (somewhat). still bothered, troubled, tensed. A secret, hush-hush..that was the agreement.. it wasn't supposed to be this way. it's not supposed to end like this. this isn't right. but if it's wrong why does my heart (or is my head?) wouldn't let me do the right thing.. haha.. LAME!!!! i know.
People told me writing it down, letting it all out is therapeutic. what do you think? because i sure as hell don't feel any better. People say listening to good music can alleviate your mood, but how come i don't feel happier?
i'm sleepy, i want to go to sleep but i can't..or is it i can go to sleep but i don't want to? either way i am still here, awake, typing away..
hmmm so this is what blogging feels like.. it's "fun".. oh well, it takes very little to amaze & excite & amuse me.
i'm missing you..
i wish..
i want..
i need..
WhY?
