go to sleep

When a stand like such now
Then need escape to sleep
The law
But the once thing has
No too life affirmly
It to sleep with wanting never wakeup at all
By case the a unfixingly spoiler sphere world mr Gant.
Tell about a epitafias and worms
Cuz it are you prof sphere angel face and leaf and door
Tell about or empty crown
A century where I was live drive out back in ago at sometime century.
Mayby in three or thor good night
A guaranty they wanted each
What are a better of guaranty for something? Liana guarana
They all boring for me.
Here imagine a simtoms depression you know?
Bone appity.
Don’t rude.
Anyway you literature hero
I will be rude how how in will be want.
The impossible construction
No care.
go to sleep it's must mean go to sleep and dont't mean chewing a unsence words
give a gauranty to me for it!
all know about you has a skew in head even without like a such remark
no need do a reference to someone all set
i was read three pages a book nlp sometime cuz
it's a threat?
kinda yes meet in hell
sweet dreams
nothing dont can giv a gauranty excactlt that it plate are my own.
that so it are a bestly guatane
the manipulation dont have a hearer exactly you. misstake shot.
thet all crave a guaranty sont ask what it could be
you think you smart all they?
they all? i gotcha't at such worm
and yes in generaly.
the guess are uncorely
follow of it go to sleep

some mattress is laughing drunkenly and loudly in the street at 2 a.m. She's waiting for someone to fuck her. There's probably no one willing to do it. And the noise of the highway never stops. These sounds from the fog are an unpleasant background.
And if that's the background, you're claiming to be the protagonist here?
No, I'm just passing through on my way to sleep.
You're having a long goodbye, then.
Well, I'm probably not coming back here.
Not probably, but for sure, and it happens every single night.
These screaming voices are so strange, their laughter is always like crying.
I've heard almost every laugh like that for a long time, it was a mushroom gift. This laugh is fake too. People rarely laugh for real at all.
the world's political madhouse and now the sounds from the window? who doesn't want to sleep must not have worked hard enough?
That's probably true.
A foggy highway is probably a kilometer away.
No, I know there's more than one.
They can't see the fog. They're well lit.
But I can hear it. That's odd, by the way.

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