I can’t ever sleep. Ever.
But when I do finally pass the fuck out and get 11 hours of sleep or more, I’m usually sleeping on my stomach, with the fan on, the AC on, and under tons of blankets. (I know, it doesn’t make sense.)
I can’t ever sleep. Ever.
But when I do finally pass the fuck out and get 11 hours of sleep or more, I’m usually sleeping on my stomach, with the fan on, the AC on, and under tons of blankets. (I know, it doesn’t make sense.)