i'm on my bed, uncovered. the fan is on, it's pleasantly cool. and my eyelids are heavy, i'd love to sleep right about now.
hang on, what will happen tomorrow? let's see, this could happen, or that could happen. don't those sound fun?
i can't really stop these thoughts, they're like mosquitos. there's one buzzing around your head, trying to **** the life out of you. then pops in another thought, another mosquito. and another. and another. they seemingly never stop multiplying, attacking you. they drain the energy out of you, and you just sit there and let it happen.
i'd love to sleep right about now.
i'd love it if you can give me some constructive criticism ♡