Tuesday, May 10, 2011

last year.

i used to actually sleep, you know? and i was a bit more productive, i read more too. the moment i met her i knew sleep was out of the question. so was my productivity. i stopped sleeping for her and i loved that she already didn't sleep. people like her don't sleep. but even more than she didn't sleep, i loved that she was up all night talking to me, insignificant me.

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