"let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to centrelink benefits and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives... and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be."
i hate sleep. and wake. and anything in-between, really anything that causes me to become tired, which forces me into sleep, which is inevitably disturbed by wake, and thus the cycle of bitterness and resentment continues.
fuck. these. nightmares.
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