My whole body is aching. I can’t sleep. My eyes are wet, my throat dry. What is wrong with me? Why can’t I stop? I’m mentally exhausted, I don’t want to think anymore. But physically, I’m restless… relentless. I’m jittery, and cold, uncomfortable in all positions, but no matter how I move, comfort doesn’t come and close my weary eyes. You aren’t here and that’s all that really matters. Insomnia until you are here. Insomniac until you return. Just come back.
PADFOOT THEME BY: FUCKYEAHADEK POWERED BY: TUMBLR
