ONE AM. NOT TIRED. MAYBE.

The night still confuses me
We'd all get tired and have to sleep eventually
Regardless of the sun's demands
Regardless if it made much sense
You moved so far that I, know how far 
And then you got so sad that I, I bought a car
Yes I'll come get you 
And I will bring you home
I'll come get you 
And I will bring you home...

The weekend was pretty good... 

Im pretty worn down now, or perhaps rather- I feel terribly burnt out.

Emotionally.

Physically.

Mentally.

Meh.

It happens.

Goddamn I hope I find a job soon... a good one that is.

I get so bored when Im not working, and I think I start to lose it.

Blahblahblah. 

Goodnight.

lovelove.