4.51am

yet again, i'm sat in my bloody room like some a crazy wide awake person when i know that in an hour or so , normal people - ie; people that have jobs (fulfilling or not, as the case may be) wide awake and wondering what to do with myself .

more or less , my ten cigarettes a day has turned into a 20 deck, and that seems to provide me with an adequate diet with all the correct nutrients ; especially if i decide to colour my cigarettes in with green felt pen . not only do i smoke, feel healthy, but i also get high . everyone's a winner .

this blog is seemingly pointless but i think my insomnia boils down to two predominant factors, the first being my reluctance to sleep in the first place , as part of me is always waiting for something interesting to happen . or SOMEONE interesting to happen . 

( that is not meant to be in anyway offensive to those already interesting people that fill my life on a day to day basis . )

the second is plain and simply because some fucker in the next room enjoys "mming" and "aahing" along with their wet dream . 

maybe this is all someone's elabourate ploy to make sleeping alone even harder , i even miss marnie kicking me in her sleep and dribbling .

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