I'm exhausted.
But twitchy.
And I know that if I lie down, I'll fall asleep but wake up 230729385 times before morning.

If it snows tonight, I'll cry.

I wish I had enough confidence to just say what I meant.
I wish I knew what I meant so I could know what I want the confidence to say.

My mom is in here. watching some weird show. And actually, she's in here asleep on the couch and the show is just on. and loud. and I just want her to go to bed, like she said she was going to do an hour ago, so I can turn on my music and actually concentrate on something for once.

Everything is annoying to me today.
So maybe I should stop paying attention.

Yeah.
Eight-thirty on a Friday night and I'm pretty much ready to call it a night.
Life is lame.