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So sick its just disgusting.
No word from Jake.
Fuck this.
And its snowing--5 inches!
Do i fly tomorrow or not?
Just killed a fly with a yucky tissue.
Put pink in my hair last night.
Carrie was asleep on the couch when I woke up.
Not going to class.
More meds, grapefruit juice, turn up the space heater.
So quiet.
Nothing, nothing, nothing-ears blocked, nose blocked.
Make some soup?
Not hungry.
Lips are chapped,
burt's bees isn't helping.
What!? Mind shut off.
Fucking poem...really?
"Let's heal this wound with fireworks!" Jake and I
No word from Jake.
Fuck this.
And its snowing--5 inches!
Do i fly tomorrow or not?
Just killed a fly with a yucky tissue.
Put pink in my hair last night.
Carrie was asleep on the couch when I woke up.
Not going to class.
More meds, grapefruit juice, turn up the space heater.
So quiet.
Nothing, nothing, nothing-ears blocked, nose blocked.
Make some soup?
Not hungry.
Lips are chapped,
burt's bees isn't helping.
What!? Mind shut off.
Fucking poem...really?
"Let's heal this wound with fireworks!" Jake and I