Failure Prone

Out of all my years alive, I realize that at the age of twenty I have ran headfirst into multiple brick walls. And each time I emerged scathed but still alive and with new knowledge. Currently, I realize that I'm shouldering a new found burden that I can't seem to bear. With each passing second, I come closer to stumbling and falling. My knees are giving way, my ankles about to fail, my desire to proceed diminishing. Sometimes... Sometimes the only thing that I know for sure is that my life is a lie.

Sleeping Over

If you're like me and sleep on a queen sized bed, would you let a friend sleep on your queen sized bed? Would you share covers? or would you tell your friend to sleep on the floor?