Not matter when I got to sleep, or how good I sleep, I still never want get out of bed.
I don’t understand why I need to get out of bed. I’m comfortable and happy here.
Seems that when it’s cold out, and all you want is some more covers, your woman is stronger than the Incredible Hulk. Oh, and if you wake her, you’re in for a world of...
What do you think of when you cant’ sleep? Let me guess. Money? Things that are wrong with you? That strange noise?