User blog:Enddayss/i just needed to write this.

It started with one all-nighter.

You have no idea what lack of sleep can do to someone.

Im a mess.

I pour my heart where it doesn't belong.

At day, my eyes aren't moving in closed eyes, struggling not to cry myself to sleep-its the last thing I could do to sleep, even if im not as sad as to do this.

This is why I can be snappish and sassy sometimes, and quiet and apologetic other times. Its not because of split personality disorder. Its lack of sleep.

I can be rude one day, and trying my best to be polite the next.

Its lack of sleep.