Happy Valentine's Day you lucky *******. If not for the usual, severe exhaustion I might have something to share or sometime to spare. Alas, insomnia suits me better than dear sleep that I pray will take me 'afore I continue to lose a few good brain cells, Or a few more friends.
My world needs dimming, Turn the lights down low and stick something on; ****** Bed Track by The Bluetones. Everyone's gotta make their mark. Sleep calls to me and I'm trying to call back as she strokes my tired back, Arching, aching and shaking with hysterical, delirious laughter. Gleaming needlepoint, sooth me. *"You're the only friend I need,
Sharing beds like little kids and laughing 'til our ribs get tough but that will never be enough".
Mydriasis Alethia left/seeking the empyreal choir only for the chthonic drums Myosis Lethe wrought/found.
Quote: Lines Twenty-Nine, Thirty, Thirty-One and Thirty-Two from Ribs by Lorde