i. cant. sleep.

here, i'll leave u with this. from Annie Lennox.


Once I held the rarest rose that
ever deigned to bloom.
Cruel winter chilled the bud,
And stole my flower too soon
The loneliness of hopelessness
to search the ends of time,
For there is in all the world
No greater love than mine.

no sleeping pills in this house.
drunk myself to sleep? naah. i hate hangovers.
hot choco would do.

guten nacht, everyone, schlaf gut.