Habbits rule my wake.

Because this is what 6am does to you.. I have been awake for 24 hours, at work for 8 of those.. and drunk for the rest. I forgot how good it makes you feel to see the sunrise, its been months. I like it because i feel like I'm there for the very start of something new -- and only me and a few other people (Who are probably insomniacs or workaholics) are the ones who get to watch the sky change colors and feel the heat roll in. My freckles have started to make there summer time appearance, and my bedroom is the most interesting place, Even for me -- and i live here. Happy Saturday morning babes, its a beautiful day to be breathing.




I found it late last night in my drunken haze, It was the last place i looked but there it was. So strong my stomach turned to knots, my heart swelled and body rots. I can't find a better way to describe it, The most comforting feeling i have encountered in months, sprung from the things i should`t dare act on. 6:06am Sorry, Make that 6:07am, I need to stop spending all my time day dreaming. 6:08am, 6:09am... When do i get to sleep a night without those fucking nightmares? I am so tired now.. I will sleep the day away, 6:13am, 6:14am, 6:15am. Even though my last entry is clearly under the influence, my body took a serious beating tonight, And i didn`t notice until i came home.. of course. I hope these sentences make sense, I'm kind of just pressing keys and hoping my sentences string together. And i take back what i said about the English language, Words, Well put together sentences, Educated humans, Its all so appealing. Mainly English and words. Good night, Or morning, Which ever it is.. Nothing can stop this unbeatable mood, Its summer, how can i not have this stupid smirk permentaly sewen to my lips?