The cost of living has gotten so high, I’m thinking about having a nap for dinner.

Nowadays an “all-nighter” means I didn’t have to get up to pee.

For a girl that loves sleep and hates stress, my career choice is questionable.

It’s kinda weird that in order to go to sleep you have to pretend like you are already sleeping.

I’m at the age where using the wrong pillow makes you feel like you broke your neck.

Not to brag but there are so many movies out there that have watched me sleep.

If Dracula had a cat, she’d be the one sleeping in the coffin.

Contrary to what we currently believe, we don’t choose afternoon naps. Afternoon naps choose us.

When you scream into your pillow, the memory foam never forgets.

Never underestimate my ability to fall asleep in a moving vehicle.

Dear sleep: thanks for trying, but you can’t beat surfing the net.

Wake me up when I’m rich!

I’m not always annoying, sometimes I sleep too.

I feel like waking up early on the weekend is so disrespectful.

Do you ever want sleep but sleep doesn’t want you?

Less is more, unless it’s kindness, sleep, or toilet paper.

I want to be like a caterpillar. Eat a lot, sleep for a while, and then wake up beautiful.

I could be a morning person, if morning was sometime around noon.

People who can fall asleep quickly freak me out… I mean, don’t they have thoughts?

Me: Please let me sleep! Brain: Nope, we have to stay up together and go over every bad life decision we have made so far.