It’s midnight!! And I’m still awake and writing at midnight, why? Because I’m totally out of my mind? But we knew that already.
So why do we sleep?
Because we’re tired?
Because our bodies force us?
Because we want an escape?
Who honestly wants to deal with all our problems all the time? We’ll go insane!! But then I already am. It is midnight, after all.
I love sleep. It’s so nice to just close your eyes and forget the world sometimes. But parties seem to work in that respect to. Like I didn’t worry about my crazy life once tonight while I was at my friend’s party. And now I’m sitting on her bed, on her laptop, listening to Alvin and the Chipmunks. At midnight 
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In conclusion?
Sleep is good for more than just fixing our bodies after we exhausting ourselves and black is a cool colour. 
I’m out.
Chaos 
