Knowledge

sorryforeng

I know...

How you dare claim that no?

Third coffee in my hand.

Theres eight o`clock.

I`m not sleep well.

It`s like a torture.

It`s not normal.

Feel the feelings

Inside my stomach.

There is something in my belly?

F*ck, I don`t know.

Who`s gonna tell me?

4, 8,12 and night shift.

I can`t move. I almost sleep.

But here it`s not enough.

I need to go.

To place, which I died

before...