When it’s a big day tomorrow but you can’t fall asleep because you’re too nervous/excited and your brain doesn’t shut up. you’re just lying there, different versions of imaginary scenarios are playing over and keeping your mind active.
“God, who’d want to be such an asshole?”—Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all. Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all. Nine times out of ten, our hearts just get dissolved. Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall. But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all. Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
“Whenever you need me
Whenever want me,
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they don’t know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I ain’t gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she ain’t gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I’ll roll up.”—Wiz Khalifa, “Roll Up” (via vincentkessinger)
“I don’t want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can’t think again. Not ever again. I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.”