i hate the times in life where i find myself unable to sleep...
i lay there tonight just thinking and staring up at my ceiling...
the thoughts that wandered in...
why are the backs of my eyelids so boring?
how is it that there are not glow in the dark stars on my ceiling? at least then i'd have something to count
is this when normal people would just masturbate?
i wonder if i could sleep if some one else were here...
do most boys have issues with being spooned? or held instead of being the one doing the holding or the spooning?
have i ever really cuddle raped some one?
why is it so easy to fall asleep in a car or on the bus, but not in my own awesomely comfortable bed?
if i was more active would i sleep easier?
are people alseep right now and dreaming of me?
am i just waiting for peter to come to my window and whisk me off to never neverland?
how will this lack of sleep effect my day tomorrow?
what is minimum wage in dream land? do the sheep get paid? is the sand man union?
why is it easier for me to sleep in the day rather than the night? is it because of my lack of sleep that my body tries to adjust? or am i really just a night owl?
after that thought i got a shel silverstien poem stuck in my head so i had to get up to find the poem...
here it is
Last night as I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear.
And pranced and partied all night long.
And sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow tall?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems swell, and then . . .
The nighttime Whatifs strike again!
maybe it's the whatifs that are keeping me awake, i dunno, but hopefullly a cup of mint hot chocolate will cure this sleeplessness
good night world, sleep tight, and dream well
kisses and cuddles
Elena
i lay there tonight just thinking and staring up at my ceiling...
the thoughts that wandered in...
why are the backs of my eyelids so boring?
how is it that there are not glow in the dark stars on my ceiling? at least then i'd have something to count
is this when normal people would just masturbate?
i wonder if i could sleep if some one else were here...
do most boys have issues with being spooned? or held instead of being the one doing the holding or the spooning?
have i ever really cuddle raped some one?
why is it so easy to fall asleep in a car or on the bus, but not in my own awesomely comfortable bed?
if i was more active would i sleep easier?
are people alseep right now and dreaming of me?
am i just waiting for peter to come to my window and whisk me off to never neverland?
how will this lack of sleep effect my day tomorrow?
what is minimum wage in dream land? do the sheep get paid? is the sand man union?
why is it easier for me to sleep in the day rather than the night? is it because of my lack of sleep that my body tries to adjust? or am i really just a night owl?
after that thought i got a shel silverstien poem stuck in my head so i had to get up to find the poem...
here it is
Last night as I lay thinking here,
Some Whatifs crawled inside my ear.
And pranced and partied all night long.
And sang their same old Whatif song:
Whatif I'm dumb in school?
Whatif they've closed the swimming pool?
Whatif I get beat up?
Whatif there's poison in my cup?
Whatif I start to cry?
Whatif I get sick and die?
Whatif I flunk that test?
Whatif green hair grows on my chest?
Whatif nobody likes me?
Whatif a bolt of lightning strikes me?
Whatif I don't grow tall?
Whatif my head starts getting smaller?
Whatif the fish won't bite?
Whatif the wind tears up my kite?
Whatif they start a war?
Whatif my parents get divorced?
Whatif the bus is late?
Whatif my teeth don't grow in straight?
Whatif I tear my pants?
Whatif I never learn to dance?
Everything seems swell, and then . . .
The nighttime Whatifs strike again!
maybe it's the whatifs that are keeping me awake, i dunno, but hopefullly a cup of mint hot chocolate will cure this sleeplessness
good night world, sleep tight, and dream well
kisses and cuddles
Elena
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hansel:
Yes, that is when normal people masturbate. I also think it's when the abnormal masturbate. There are differences in style to be expected however.
pelirojo:
I think you tried to cyber cuddlerape me the other night. luckily a 12 year old boy in a wifebeater came to my rescue........oh wait that was you!!!!!!!! 
