31 hrs.

i've been up for 31 hours and i'm not tired.

what the fuck? how is that possible?

ehhh.... who knows.

time to drink.

all of the days

all of the days in this city seem to blend together.

the present, indistinguishable from yesterday.

hours chase by quickly with no room for yourself.

its easiest to breath at night.

after the daylight has vanished.