sChmo0kler

and I’m still up… Might as well write again. Pretty silent all around.
seems the perfect time to pour out all my thoughts. Suddenly, nothing comes to mind.
the dead of the night…

hope i dream good when I crash tonight/this morning. Lately, it’s this elusive memory of something good, of someone good. A fuzzy figure that leaves me with good vibes. Guess I’m not as stoic as I used to think. Turning out to be an emo girl? I wonder…

remember doing this time machine back in high school. I’d list events by the minute as they happen around me, then laugh it out with my friends reading how silly it all was…
1:28am – trix is still up and about doing god knows what
1:29am – love to crash but can’t turn off brain
1:30am – *tiktilaooook
1:31am – tsk tsk tsk tsk
1:32am – saving word file for exam (background tiktilaok)
1:33am – shutting down brain..