It got to a point I couldn't sleep anymore, I had to do something. Everyone around me got worried and they all collectively bought me everything to make one big clusterfuck just so I would be able to sleep. I kept telling my mom and my grandma all along what I needed but no one would listen, they said the dreams had to leave, so I thought if the power was really there I would keep dreaming no matter what. But then I didn't, and I slept real good. And then they just stopped coming.
GLAD SOME THINGS DONT LAST FOREVER!
GLAD SOME THINGS DONT LAST FOREVER!
koriana:
Man Pots the only thing that works for my insomnia.