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Sleep is a concept that I no longer understand. Homework is a thing of the past. Dreams too often turn to nightmares and hopes sometimes crash down too hard. But out of if all, I somehow have been given a bright spot. And I'm hoping that it's enough to get me through. Tonight, you should just go listen to nightingale by demi lovato. And then once you've done that, if you actually know me, call me and I'll tell it several stories about a nightingale and I'll ramble on for a half hour about how much I love this. Judge me if you want. I honestly don't care.