rose's nightmarish insomnia is affecting me too, already. always?
whatever.
perfectly fine as long as i don't think about it, but if i don't think about it the gray-sky-two-inches-above-my-head returns.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
woke up half-screaming in the middle of the night from a nightmare in which some strange dark atavistic figure with long tentacles and the like was ripping me apart. i could still feel it-- her-- clawing me back even after i was sure i was awake.
rose's nightmarish insomnia is affecting me too, already. always?
whatever.
perfectly fine as long as i don't think about it, but if i don't think about it the gray-sky-two-inches-above-my-head returns.
Posted at 1:50 PM
rose's nightmarish insomnia is affecting me too, already. always?
whatever.
perfectly fine as long as i don't think about it, but if i don't think about it the gray-sky-two-inches-above-my-head returns.
walkonby
you know just what you're saying
she rings my bell
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o death in life, the days that are no more
don't look back in anger
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