Rob-world

I THINK I stay up so late because I can’t take going to bed without Grendel. I’m crying now, at the thought. I’m a fuckin’ mess. I’m so goddamn lonely. I miss him SO much. Maybe I’ll cry myself to. Sleep again, tonight. Maybe? Shit, who’m I kidding? No one, least of all, me.

I need to set an earlier bed-time. I think I stay awake, In the hope that, when I try to sleep, I’ll go right out. No luck yet, & masturbation, hitherto my sleep aid par excellance , doesn’t really Work for me, anymore.