Another sleepless night. Why, body, do you scorn me so, that you refuse to sleep when I need you to most? Oh well. No point in crying over spilled milk.
Women. They're becoming a thorn. I can see now why men become gay. Although that will most likely never befall me. Women seem to plague my thoughts lately. They keep my mind racing. Which isn't always bad. By keeping a busy mind, I can conceal my... Inner demons. But it also means no sleep, no concentration, and most of all, no breaks.
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