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Welcome to the twisted mind of the Lord Snow










I've been having some serious problems sleeping...




Horrid....HORRID!!!

Absolutely horrible....

The last couple days, I've been having a whole bunch of problems...it seems that no matter how much I sleep or when I wake up, I wake up and go through my day tired as hell. Just yesterday, I slept for a decent amount of time in the night and I napped at least like five to six hours during the day and I didn't stop being tired all day...

And yes, I know that sleeping TOO much can be just as bad as sleeping too little but I tried sleeping less than normal the day before and BELIEVE me, it DID NOT work.

To make matters worse, all the times that I was asleep yesterday ended up being plagued by a very...disturbing series of dreams...

For starters, the thing that got to me the most was that like all dreams, they all seemed so real...

In them, I can see myself getting out of bed in the middle of the night and going downstairs to the kitchen. At which point, I picked out the smaller knife from the little metal jar full of spoons and forks and chopsticks. It's sort of strange because while it WAS my dream, it was more like I was standing outside...like, I wasn't looking at the scene through my own eyes but more like I was standing a little ways off looking at it. I could see myself put the knife to my inner arm and press down, cutting flesh and drawing blood. I could see the blood spreading into seperate paths as it slid down the side of my arm...

Then...worst of all...I could see myself doing it again...and again...and again...

Needless to say...it freaked me right the fuck out. And now I'm starting to become afraid to sleep...

I'm cracking up...I swear I'm CRACKING up...

. . .

My eyes hurt...
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