f r o z e n - v o d k a v6.11
24.08.03 || 43
All I really want this morning is someone's chest to curl up against and someone's arm thrown over me so I can drift into a peaceful, restful sleep.

Instead I roll onto my stomach, pull my duvet over my head, jam my fists between my pillow and the mattress and fall into fitful bursts of unconsciousness filled with disturbing slices of dreams that make me wake up every 15 minutes to tell myself it was just a dream.

Also, it's too quiet in here.

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