Wakefulness is torture for me. We’re getting into that zone / state of mind again. Everyone’s on their in in their own spaces, in my family, in the house / at home. Wakefulness is torture for me. I have a nice, comfortable bed while others are on the streets and would kill for one, and what do I do? I waste it. Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass.

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