You Know What I Hate?

Insomnia. Full stop. I can't sleep. I never can. Most people would blame it on coffee. I can sleep anytime during the day, but as soon as the sun goes down I can't stop. I can't shut down. Hence why I am writing this right now. Last night was one of the worst nights of my life. Some nights are bad, but I wasn't even sick last night. Unless you count 'sick in the head'. I pretty much cried myself to sleep around 11:30 and still woke up at 2:00 am to fall asleep again at 3:30 to be awake at 6:30 to get ready for school. I hate waking up. Most of the time my dreams are pretty good. They make a nice change from reality. I live to dream. If I never had the chance to escape out of my life, I'd be dead. I spend most of my spare time writing stories, or comics, and occasionally making rough attempts at songs. And mostly none of them are actually based on fact.

Because Life really is a joke. But it's not a really funny one. No one laughs as much as they should. I know I don't. My mood changes like that *snaps fingers*. One second I'm laughing and the next, I'm wanting to die. But that's probably partly to blame on PMS. That's another thing I hate, next to insomnia. It really makes life horrible.

--MAXX [Watched My Life On The Screen]