It is time for bed, or maybe an hour of Guitar Hero DS until my wrist breaks and/or my DS battery runs out.
April is ending soon. Two birthdays coming up. Then I'll have eight more months to get my shit straightened out. June is scheduled as the narcotic month, as I'll become the heroine addict. If you get what I mean.
Sleep deprivation makes one delusional, and I look forward to Morpheus' visit in the middle of the night. Why don't you squeeze in next to me and I'll promise not to scream.
Love,
Z
P.S. du bist alles was ich bin, und alles was durch meine Adern Fliesst.
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