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Or maybe, it's only a trap for us to fall into...
I feel like a fragment of what I used to be. I hate talking to people who say they have Insomnia. You have no clue what Insomnia is. 7 hours of sleep, because I'm afraid of something, something I don't even know. For an entire week. That's one hour a day. Ima headcase who's losin' his hair.
I also hate talking to people who whine and bitch about being untalented. Look at me.
What can I do?
*bites hand*
Later