Bleh Stories

 Morning,What an absolutely absurd concept.The very thought of it makes me shudder.It makes me confuserated,Cranky and spitting mad...Mad at what?People, just being.Noise, perpetuating.Friction, being all frictious,As is its wont.Give me a nice afternoon any day,Warm and cosy in my bed,For half the day, that’s the life for me,Arising only when rested.Afternoon is my natural morning.It allows me to avoid confrontation,Madn...

Maybe I can't tell you what's bugging me, Maybe I can't describe it, Maybe I'm bad with words and can't tell you, Maybe you just have to wait and see. Was up 'til two last night-- Certainly, I was tired way before then, but that doesn't matter when emotions overtake, running through you like an electric current-- curling you in on yourself, until there's no more curling to do. Maybe I want help, Maybe I'm begging for it.....