Apr 09, 2007 00:36
the oxycotin, zelda, wheelchair, and copious amounts of pity and food have gone to my head.. im dying. my house is not my home. and im torn between two worlds. im a ghost of my former self. no one can see me. my feet are stuck inbetween two doors, and i cant walk.
i feel like my body is broken and cant be fixed, but my mind cant get out and is getting paranoid and imploding inside its prison. im never walking again. im miserable
i apologize for the melodramatic-quasi-beat-prose i shat out right there
im wasting away and my teeth are covered in plaque. i dont care