On weekdays, it’s right after I get home from work, I change into comfy-ass pajamas, sit up in my bed with my cushy pillows and a cold drink, and browse the internet with my headphones on. Pure nirvana. Then I’m usually interrupted by my mother demanding I get off the internet and do something productive with my day, despite the fact I just finished a fucking eight hour shift of work.
On weekends, I sometimes have these mornings where I get up, have breakfast, do some reading, and then look at the clock and it’s still late in the morning. I’ve lost track of time, but yet it’s not as late as I expected it to be. It’s a cool feeling.
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Darkness. The onset of night. A drawing to a close of the daytime comings and goings of people.
Aww, I didn’t know I was your best time of day!! lols 😛
My secrets out.
I don’t have a favorite part of day. Every second is unbearable
That’s mine too. My least favourite is waking up and doing it all over again
Yes
The first thirteen seconds after 2:12pm.
On weekdays, it’s right after I get home from work, I change into comfy-ass pajamas, sit up in my bed with my cushy pillows and a cold drink, and browse the internet with my headphones on. Pure nirvana. Then I’m usually interrupted by my mother demanding I get off the internet and do something productive with my day, despite the fact I just finished a fucking eight hour shift of work.
On weekends, I sometimes have these mornings where I get up, have breakfast, do some reading, and then look at the clock and it’s still late in the morning. I’ve lost track of time, but yet it’s not as late as I expected it to be. It’s a cool feeling.
Worst part: Waking up knowing I’m still me and have to go on another day full of nonstop mental torture, frustration, and fear.
Bestish part: At night, when I feel invisible and truly alone.