4am thoughts bugging again

It's 4 a.m. and I randomly had a memory of being in ninth grade, and there was a girl named Taylor that was constantly talking about how her boyfriend's cock was delicious and she loved riding it and eating it. And um, months after she broke up with her boyfriend, she tried to steal my best friend's man, which is weird because she insisted like every single day in ninth grade, more like every other day, but you know what I'm saying that her boyfriend's cock was awesome and she'd never cheat and they were so loyal to each other, but how can you say that and then switch up and try to steal my best friend's boyfriend

And what's crazy is I woke up hungry and nauseous even though I ate a fat fucking soup. So my body hates me right now and I'm stuck eating crackers until it decides to be full

And I'm honestly brain dead right now, like I don't even know how the fuck I'm saying all this clearly without like misspelling a word or mispronouncing. I'm probably going to pass out again soon. So I won't be able to see replies until I wake up.