Phillip. 18. Literature. Poetry. TV. Poptarts. Romantic long walks to the fridge. Just talking. New ideas. Imagination. I tried stand-up once. Once. Inspiration. Ask me anything. The world is ours for the taking.
I don’t sleep because I’m depressed or want to escape or any of that shit. I’m just tired and it feels nice. It’s the same reason I eat pizza. I don’t eat it because I’m depressed; that’s stupid. I eat it because it fucking tastes good. So when I can’t have pizza, I sleep. Life is good that way.