No point waking up. Don't believe I'll achieve anything anyways.
No point going to sleep. Nothing yet happened today.
No point checking the time. Will be just the same tomorrow.
No point sleeping much. Never got tired ever now, actually.
No point knowing the date. Cause who's counting?
No point in schedules, really. No rules and regulations in misery.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
No point.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment