where is my sweet death now?
Oh, how i long for teh sweet release of death tonight. I struggle for breath, my body aches, cold hands wrap around me, but alast they are not dragging me to my grave. oh why you cruel unjust world, why can't you let me die upon my bed, choking on my own bodily fluids?
so, cliche`. but honestly, i am sick enough at the moment to kill myself. my throat is all swollen ( there are three distint mountains on my neck and for once they are not pimples)I've been drinking hot apple juice ande chicken noodle soup all day along with various nasty tasting meds. On friday night I was chasing a cockroach in my friend's driveway and i over exstanded my leg, turned my foot so that i had all my weight on my left big toe and proceed to slide on it. There is alot of skin missing on it and it hurts. the good news about that is that right after i received my flesh wound, my cold didn't seem so bad. But i think the cold and the wound are just karma reasuring me that i am human and therefore subject to karma's whims.
so, cliche`. but honestly, i am sick enough at the moment to kill myself. my throat is all swollen ( there are three distint mountains on my neck and for once they are not pimples)I've been drinking hot apple juice ande chicken noodle soup all day along with various nasty tasting meds. On friday night I was chasing a cockroach in my friend's driveway and i over exstanded my leg, turned my foot so that i had all my weight on my left big toe and proceed to slide on it. There is alot of skin missing on it and it hurts. the good news about that is that right after i received my flesh wound, my cold didn't seem so bad. But i think the cold and the wound are just karma reasuring me that i am human and therefore subject to karma's whims.