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not the worst day, but not a good one.
i nyquilled my feverish self to sleep last night, but forgot that i absentmindedly (and very often) fall asleep with pens and paper in my bed. because i was so hot and feverish, i slept in the nude.
i woke this morning to find black ink from my pentel paint pen smeared all over my sheets, and conveniently, my bum, legs, back, hips. way to go!!
i'm feeling too achy to even move myself into the shower. but i suppose i should.
my window's is open, it's a goddamn gorgeous day, i'm in bed trying to deal with cold sweats one minute, and hot sweats the next.
i feel so lonely and sick and want to cry, but can't. i just want the sky to stop spinning for an instant.
feelin' like a slave.
i want to be underground railroaded out of this state of mind.
i nyquilled my feverish self to sleep last night, but forgot that i absentmindedly (and very often) fall asleep with pens and paper in my bed. because i was so hot and feverish, i slept in the nude.
i woke this morning to find black ink from my pentel paint pen smeared all over my sheets, and conveniently, my bum, legs, back, hips. way to go!!
i'm feeling too achy to even move myself into the shower. but i suppose i should.
my window's is open, it's a goddamn gorgeous day, i'm in bed trying to deal with cold sweats one minute, and hot sweats the next.
i feel so lonely and sick and want to cry, but can't. i just want the sky to stop spinning for an instant.
feelin' like a slave.
i want to be underground railroaded out of this state of mind.