oh.

It's 5:33 am and I've been laying here over an hour just thinking about shit. The same thing happened to me last night, I don't know what's going on. I don't even want to be thinking about the things I'm thinking about. I'm worrying about something that shouldn't matter to me in the least bit but it does and I hate it. I just hate liars. If you lie about the wrong thing it'll make me crazy really. I stress way to hard and think into things way to much. I refuse to let the past repeat itself so I guess I should just stop now.


I just wish I could fall asleep. But I'm uncomfortably cold, too cold to get out of bed and turn my fan off. And a cigarette would be awesome right about now but I'm scared to go outside at night by myself and it's like 30 something degrees... tooo bad I'm not allowed to smoke in the house.