donderdag, september 30

Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it

He couldn't see me the sun was in his eyes and birds were singing to calm us down.

Busy busy weekend, and a busy tomorrow. Practise practise practise and hooooomework. And play my bestest at the shows.

Tired! But, sleep will not come.

ps. Laura Marling - My manic and I (goud'n plaat)

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