Sleepless Me

Argh, back hurtage. I just slept wrongest of the wrong last night, plus horrible dreams that, were I to describe them, would cause you to flee from the computer in terror.

I hate bad dreams. I have them so often I can’t even remember the last time I had a good dream, and you can only go so many nights taking care of your deceased, abusive step father the way you had to when he was alive before you finally snap and get all crazy pants. Luckily, I’ve already snapped so it doesn’t get much worse than this, lol. I think if I were any crazier than I already am, I would have done some serious damage to the people around me, which I’d love to say is a joke but it’s not considering I hate people in general and can only think of a very few that I see as ‘people’. That’s a sign of being psychotic, isn’t it? Lol.

I’ve got to get some sleep aids or something, anything, to put me in such a sound sleep that I don’t remember dreaming the next day because, honestly, I’d rather forget it.

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