Snusmumriken

Insomnia and a slight tingling nervousness about schhol and life and too many thoughts inside my head combined with the fact that too many words came out of my mouth today, caused me to read 1100 pondus-stripes online. 1100. It almost makes me want to read 11 more just to make the number more agreeable.

After reading this one I started searching online to figure out whether there really is a twin bed shaped like anfield, with tribunes and a green mattress in the middle. I didn’t find it. In fact, the closest I got was a sleeping bag. I don't know if I’m disappointed, or if my faith in mankind has been renewed.

It’s hard to decide.