December 8, 2008
Creative.
I love/hate how deep in the night I get creativity, I actually feel like cleaning my room, I actually feel like taking pictures with my camera, I actually feel like words for songs come to be flawlessly. It's strange, I deprive my self of sleep and expect to be tired all of the morning, but when night comes I don't miss sleep, although my body does indeed sometimes want it, it doesn't need it. I'm a very strange boy, but I'm glad I'm not normal. That would be boring.
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