Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Sleep

I go to a place where everything goes right. I go to a place where everything goes horribly wrong. Sleeping is a lot like gambling, it can be great but you HAVE NO IDEA what you're gonna get. It can be just as good as it can be bad. Sometimes sleep is the ultimate escape. Sometimes its a f****** prison. Because you can die without sleep. And sometimes its the last thing you want. Sleep, to me, can be the perfect medicine. But like any other medicine, it's dangerous. I really hate sleep...

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