It’s almost five in the morning, and I am mad that I am awake. I got home at 1a and was asleep by two, some time a little after three my phone vibrated thus waking me up from a sound sleep. Here it is nearly an hour later, and my eyes just wont seem to shut, despite my attempts to tire myself out. My heart hurts, I keep couging, and I am feeling a little like I may be sick. I do not want to...
They [Young People] have exalted notions, because they have not been humbled by...– Aristotle (via spermdump)
I am flawed. Me & perferction are two words that shouldnt even be used in the same thought or sentence. But, I am true to myself, always. I do my own thing, I do right by people, and I am happy.