Late, late, late

It’s late at night and children should be in bed right now. Even I should be in bed.

It still bothers me not having to much hair to show for. Well, it’ll grow out in a year or two. It’s not like I’ve saved it for centuries, I actually almost did.

Fuck it. I gotta go to bed now. Not later, NOW – for crying out loud. But im having smoke.

I’ll sleep when Im dead.

Im such a strange person. I scare me sometimes.

av Max @ 12:58:40 i Old diary | länk | Prat (0)

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