Imagine Being This Mad Over Nothing

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Insomnia is beating my ass like it owes me money. Sandman must be too busy out there honking boobies to come pay old Charles a visit. He's a little too preoccupied. I suppose I just can't get sleepy. It's all right. Is what it is. I don't hold a grudge about it. But what I did notice just a minute ago is that Matt sent me a message that I missed ea... Read More