Lack of Sleep.

The minimal hours of sleep I’ve been getting over the past few days are finally wreaking havoc upon my mental state.

Yo, Conceptual Crush? This blows. Thoughts encapsulated in a sound?: “Argh.”

Yo, Char? Quit whining and do something about it. Any of it. Anything. Check? (Claiming, “Check!” would be dishonest— let’s just say the mind set is there and things will get done.)

Why did I insist on littering any and all of my followers’ Tumblr feeds with this garbage?
I really wouldn’t know.

Maybe this is a personal memo to myself.

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