plenty of ammunition.

his internal clock isn't ticking, he can't find anything to tell him what time it is so he tries to sleep in the day and all night, tries to create masterpieces of effort all night. all he can manage is to close his eyes and hope that falling asleep will mean he doesn't look tired.  he laughs a little as people still think that getting through the last year of highschool will be anywhere near an easy task. he's pulling all his strings to stay up late enough to remember to breathe and losing himself in the piles of homework that he really should get done. his entire being just falls a little, forgetting everything that isn't directly connected to the current moment.  his tears keep falling, reminding him that he can't fight away the sleep any longer, he'll give in as soon as it becomes too much to bear.  <3 <3