Sleep

I have been sleeping alot lately. For what reason, I really dont know.

I always had a policy of "I'll sleep when im dead" when I was younger, and that policy still manages to come to play quite often these days when I'm up to no good.

So what the fuck does that mean for me? Am I slowly dying inside? Am I just plain dying?

Both are quite possible.

I smoke and drink quite heavily, and i'm only 24 years old. Oh well, perhaps my heart attack will come pretty damn soon. I wouldn't really mind, I know for sure that I would have a decent amount of hot girls gathered around my grave site. So i know my soul wouldnt be all that bummed to see a few dozen hot girls all weepy like. (there would probably be a cat fight at some point...but i might be throwing in some wishful thinking there hahahahahahaha)

But what if it's not my body thats dying, what if it's the chaotic haphazard being that all my friends know? That would simply suck. Perhaps this all part of "growing up"...fuck that shit. Im not into adhering to societal norms. I will not grow up, I will not sleep.