We are all products of our environments. I don’t think I ever believed in something as much. You wake up in a warm down comforter to your mother petting your head, “it’s time for school, wake up angel.” So today you’re gonna be warm and love.
You wake up because your dreams are worse than being awake. You feel hollowed out because of all decisions you make. The ones that make you lose sleep. So today you’re gonna be tired and empty.
