<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/6338430784481811925?origin\x3dhttps://paaamela.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Saturday, September 28, 2013


fever


I've forgotten how to sleep. 


I can't do work, my mind's not strong enough for it. Instead I listen to music and watch people sing every day till late, late late late... Till I think I'm exhausted but when I lay on my bed all I can do is stare at the desk, the ceiling, the fan the windows the closet and I cannot. Get. To. Sleep. 


It makes me so frustrated and I feel physical pain. There is a dull ache in my head all day. My back and shoulder hurt.


I cannot get to sleep. Fuck 
;1:35 AM
Go later!

Go earlier!





profile



PAMELA
twelfth may
njf.pamela@hotmail.com
facebook
tumblr
twitter
Portia-Leila.strikingly.com

I write about my everyday experiences & pen down my thoughts in this lil' space. I read, listen to music, have a passion in language, love makeup and most of all, I observe. I really like learning.

I love making a difference.

All information and pictures on the blog are property of Pamela unless stated otherwise. Please ask for permission before using any information from this blog, thank you!

Instagram





tagboard




credits


Layout & Image: !zrow