Morpheus Knocking

I think in a way...I have grown to be someone who has lost her mind. Adulthood is a trying stage and I don't think that nirvana people talk about is feasible....or that's my sleep-deprived mind talking. More like spouting nonsense...on a note, nonsense is a fatal fashion statement but seems to be thriving like a damn disease.

On another note...am I the type of person that could be bribed? I doubt it though...I find illogical things not worth mentioning and should one take up bribing as a professional calling...they need more work. They come off as lame and insulting.

I look twice at a pretty smile, take a second look at a vibrant color, turn my head at the sound of a deep gravely voice, stops to listen to lyrics sang by an untried screaming voice, stands still at a sight of a rusty star...

I am not patience molded in a tea cup. I am not the personification of love unbounded. I can't be the poster girl for whatever dream scape you are living in.and no I am not a damsel in distress nor am I broken.I do not need fixing.

Don't tempt me with the world. I had it in the palm of my hands when I was eleven and gave it up because it got boring watching the same shit over and over and over...

I need sleep.

Oyasumi!