love those who love you and be kind to those who are kind to you. Then I say fuck em to the rest who just fuck around with you.
I would spend the rest of my days in a dreamless sleep, and only wake up to see the sunrise. I’m so tired yet not. I fear what comes at night, cause once it creeps into my mind late at night, when it knows I am only by myself, I can do nothing to stop it. It crawls into the small spaces in my brain that has cracked apart from previous nights, and it nestles in deep to my dream maker and begins conducting my sleep. This well known fear comes when least wanted; in forms of people. Its so clever. As it shifts its shape into my memories and speaks the words I’ve never heard in the past. This thing holds me with nothing but my curiosity of what if. And when it has no more games for me, it let’s me drift back. It smirks and turns it back, knowing that ill soon be back. I awake and wait for the next time that I will helplessly fall back into this dreamful sleep.