late last night

sit up with a start. eyes staring glassily at the muted TV screen lose focus for the first time in two hours. 'go to bed. go to bed! can't u see what time it is? go to bed this very instant!' what the hell for, dipshit?! 'it's a weeknight, asshole. you want to sleep through the precious hours of the morning? you want life, shackled and constrained, to wait for you while you get done with your beauty sleep? get up off your monstrous butt right now and go to bed.' oh. haha. jackass! nothing awaits me in the morning. nothing! neither life, nor death. just gaping nothingness. get lost, and leave me in peace. let me at least adorn this vaccuum with dreams of how it would be like to live, for real. fuck off! and don't u dare disturb my reverie again tonight, you paranoid fuck!