Mo Ming's irritability and inability to calm down! Closed my eyes and thought too much;
I do n’t know what time it is at midnight, what day of the week is today, and I do n’t know what I ’m thinking about;
Because what was in my mind just now? Because the inexplicable girl cried at the door just now? It ’s because I do n’t know what it is.
Hate, suddenly hate such a quiet night;
Complaining about how the dude next door didn't snore today, at least to make the night look so lonely. But remembered the violent roar a few days ago that he was quiet when he slept;
Complain about why the convenience store on the street closed so early, and why it was open 24 hours;
Complaining about how you drank all things, complaining about whether his daughter Lao Zhou had a new love recently, why not pull me into a dream;
Complaining that the pillow is not high enough, complaining that the quilt is too hot, complaining that the eyes are bitter, complaining that the mobile phone display is about to run out of power, complaining that the song in the player is too sad, and complaining that you are too awake;
There is no cause for blame, I hate this kind of breath ... no beer, no Pepsi, no friends, no cigarettes;
Irritability. Nothing feels good ... grumbles so far-fetched;
Fear of closing your eyes and fear of the annoying curtain began to play, but in fact it is stubborn and has been self-deceiving;
Come on, buddy, ... sleep, ... don't blame it anymore, it's about to light up that day, oversleep and have to welcome the roar of the lion.
From Bin Shuai, QQ: 342879152