When you sleep / I will creep / into your thoughts

OK, Internets, I am Done watching horror movies. Done. Fighting sleep and startling awake at every near-subaudible sound at 4:30 a.m. Sunday morning, actually hoping Kid Gleemonex would wake up crying so I'd have an excuse to get up and turn on some lights, I realized I cannot keep doing this shit to myself. Fuck you very much, Juan Carlos Fresnadillo, et. al. Gaaaaaaaaaaah.