we're all gonna die but not as soon as you guys

[roserainbow]

She climbs onto the old coffee table discarded on the porch. There is a fresh breeze coming down from the mountains and she wishes she could feel it. A pill for her head. A lotion for her skin. A cream for the rash the pill caused. If she just takes this one more pill, she'll be okay. or numb. That's all she needs. But she wishes she could

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[requiem_eternum]

neat!