and from your lips they drew the hallelujah
im so tired i can barley keep my eyes open, but im afraid if i close them i'll start crying.
whenever i get in moods like this i just cant go to sleep. instead i torture myself by staying up and constantly overthinking what is bothering me to the point of insanity.
but basically this sucks. and i suck for even letting it bother me.
im going to be a pirate. arrrrrrrrgghh.
with amy. ps thank you god for amy.
the end.