Sleep is impossible.
dontcallme-sammy:
I guess I can stay up and get some stuff done though. Too bad I have no idea what’s going on around here.

Good idea. Make use with your sleeplessness. I could say the same to be honest. I’ve completely lost touch with Beacon Hills ever since that all dreamweaver drama happened, so I have no idea what’s going on anymore.

Sleep is impossible.
dontcallme-sammy:
To say the least. I guess drinking five cups of coffee did’t help my case though.

…Yeah, I don’t think it would.

I am so tired!!
imbellaprince:
Yea! I’ve been dancing since I was two!

Oh, really? That sounds amazing. What kind of dancing is it?

Sleep is impossible.
dontcallme-sammy:
I know exactly how you feel.

It’s a terrible feeling and I hate it.

I am so tired!!
imbellaprince:

Dance class killed me.
You dance? I didn’t know that, Bella.

Ugh…Clowns.
deanw-inchester:
Yeah, I know a few people who feel the same. I can deal with clowns, just don’t put me in a plane. I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Dean. And your gorgeous self is…?

Planes don’t lure you into sewers or ruin your childhood, so I would make the opposite choice and pick a plane over a clown. My name’s Sarah and you are?

Ugh…Clowns.
deanw-inchester:
Not a fan, I’ll guess?

You guessed right. They’re more frightening than they are entertaining.
