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so here i am.
i think i am dying.
not really. but i cant breathe.
bleh.
which means i cant smoke.
and i took cold medicine yesterday
(which made me fucking crazy)
and threw up.
now i am just all jittery and sickly.
pitiful, eh?
my birthday is coming up.
people are hounding me about what i want.
not really lots of people like that sounded.
pretty much just wil and my mom.
but hey whatever.
benadryl makes me sleepy.
and also makes me have to fix all the words i have misspelled.
i think i am dying.
not really. but i cant breathe.
bleh.
which means i cant smoke.
and i took cold medicine yesterday
(which made me fucking crazy)
and threw up.
now i am just all jittery and sickly.
pitiful, eh?
my birthday is coming up.
people are hounding me about what i want.
not really lots of people like that sounded.
pretty much just wil and my mom.
but hey whatever.
benadryl makes me sleepy.
and also makes me have to fix all the words i have misspelled.