PILLS, PILLS, PILLS

Almost 11 pm. Not yet done with anything. I can see lights flickering. I'm supposed to be asleep right now. I might be in a while. It seems so easy but it's tough when you think about it. 2 consecutive sleepless days. That's harsh man. This makes me think about swallowing a paracetamol, which also makes me think of my mom judging my medicine intake - everytime she sees me swallowing a pill or something, she has this criticism that makes me feel like I'm a junkie. Do I look like a junkie? (Hahaha) Anyway, I think I'm hearing voices now. I feel like my ceiling's about to crack open as I see the sky and the moon. All that seems to be lacking right now is Prior's angel barometer (which I need not mention because there are conservative people who might stumble upon this blog... Hahaha) And of course, there's also the angel that has eight vaginas. Like I care. *Evil grin*