The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.
My brain screams the loudest in the stillness of the night. You say, “sleep it off”. I can’t because:
- it’s too loud
- sleep scares me just as much
You know how you don’t really need something but you still insist you need them and you really really really want them? Yep. That’s me with pens right now. 😂