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Today! today is a better day. Chuckie got me to sing, which i havent done in ages and i've completely forgotten what the afterfeeling is like. raw, hacked up throat. as i breathe,the air feels cleaner and finer than it did before. it smells fresher, probably because ive ridden myself of some of the slime and shit in my throat. the buildup of cells, faintly rotten, dying and multiping, living and breeding inside me. yuuuck. this seemingly new air is cold and moist but it always feels good against my fevered face, even though my nose, hands and feet are numb. my hair is hot from body temperature. It's black and thick and heavy as always. short. always short. it dosnt seem to grow at all. mom was supposed to be home and hour ago and i hope i have an hour more. its getting dark here. i havent had a hug in 17 days. i suppose if i really really wanted just a hug i could ask someone but i only want a chuckie-hug. ::sigh:: you give the best hugs. you give the best everything ;)