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I'm sick. I'm so damn sick I can barley lift my hands up to type, but its better than lying in my bed all night tryin to fall asleep and waking up every minute because of a sore throat that feels like knives are being thrown into my mouth.
Every thought imaginable runs through your head when you're trying to go to sleep and nothing really gets resolved. Random ideas just float in and out or pop up and run away the second you begin to contemplate them. I'm really tired and I want to go to sleep badly. but I can't stop thinking. And thinking is doing me no good at one o'clock in the morning. Especially because I'm sick.
Every thought imaginable runs through your head when you're trying to go to sleep and nothing really gets resolved. Random ideas just float in and out or pop up and run away the second you begin to contemplate them. I'm really tired and I want to go to sleep badly. but I can't stop thinking. And thinking is doing me no good at one o'clock in the morning. Especially because I'm sick.