It's time for me to come clean... I can't sleep. Like ever. I just sit in my bed and think about life...
Pretty much my night is like this:
What Is Tomorrow? When Will My Life Become Even More
Awesomer? Is That Possible? Am I Secretly A Princess? Wait, If X = Y, Then Why
Does Y=Mx+B? Does Math Work In Outer Space? If Drugs Make You See Stuff You’ve
Never Seen, Doesn’t That Mean That You’re Actually Making Something That Never
Has Been Created? Do Babies Have Kneecaps? Where Would My Life Be If I Didn’t
Have The Internet? How Is My Bed This Uncomfortable? What Was That Noise? Smokey
Is Snoring Somewhere In Here I Bet. Wait, Or Was That Meeko? Does Meeko Even
Live Here? Why Am I Not Asleep? When Is The Next Season Of Sherlock Holmes Coming
Out? I Wonder If We’ll See That One Girl Again? If My Hairbrush Got Caught In
My Hair, Would I Have To Cut My Hair? Wait, Am I Even Here Right Now? Is It
Really 4 Am? I Have To Get Up In An Hour?! Whoa, This Night Has Been Going
Fast..