A book asked me once: If you could take a pill that would make you need only two hours of sleep a day would you take it?
And I said: I don’t know
Because I was eleven and at eleven I didn't know that life would be this kind of hell
Not that kind of hell with the regular connotation but this i-dont-want-to-go-to-school i-cant-do-that-either collapsing-exhausted-on-the-bed kind of hell
At eleven I was still watching tv shows with my family going to football games with my friends eating dinner at the damn kitchen table!
now i'm sixteen
and i'd answer differently