up late
As much as I love sleep, it seems more and more like my enemy all the time. Getting up and going to bed are usually the worst parts of my day. Getting up in the morning before I'm ready is one of the most miserable feelings I know. But on the other hand, there is something kind of sad and depressing about going to bed at night unless I'm really tired. Then on the days when I don't have to get up I always sleep way longer than I would like to and I miss out on most of the day. I think school is to blame. I'm having a really hard time with just being here this semester. I'm sick of it. And I'm angry. Very angry about it all. I just want to feel like I'm not struggling all the time. I am just lucky that I have such good friends and a great girlfriend to fall back on. If it weren't for you guys, there's really no telling where I'd be now.
"The sound of the ground freezing is pounding once again
It comes with the wind that once wiped off our smiles
Alarm clock bells are screaming out the same routine again
Scrape open your eyes, rise and fucking shine, 7 am"
-Alkaline Trio, 5-3-10-4
"The sound of the ground freezing is pounding once again
It comes with the wind that once wiped off our smiles
Alarm clock bells are screaming out the same routine again
Scrape open your eyes, rise and fucking shine, 7 am"
-Alkaline Trio, 5-3-10-4