Last night I got 3 hours of sleep,
the night before I got 4,
yesterday I ate a bowl of cereal and a bowl of cherries,
today i've had a bowl of cereal,
i don't even remember what i had the day before yesterday,
the fucked up thing,
is last night it wasn't my choice to only get three hours of sleep,
I went to sleep once I got back to her house,
woke up two hours later,
and layed there for two and a half hours unable to sleep,
before finally going back to sleep,
and having to wake up to go home an hour later.
So I spent a good twenty minutes just staring at the scars that spell smile,
first time i've thought about doing it in a long time,
I hate that urge so damn much.
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