A History • Bed.

Bed.

I’m pretty sure my bed has fucking bugs in it or something. I’m covered in bug bites. This is so annoying. I’m seriously considering going back to my grandparents till i go to California even though it’ll be boring as fuck and i hate it. Ugh. :(
Maybe someone would just let me sleep on there couch till i go? That’d be nice. Ashley and Joseph love having me over. Hmmm…

Also, my family apparently do not understand insomnia at all. So annoyed, as if I haven’t got enough going on you want to make me worry about my crappy sleeping habits too? Thaaaaaanks.