day 64.

[switching_on]

Day Sixty-Four
Your Name: Roxas
Suicidal Ideation: 5/10
Homicidal Ideation: 2/10
Amount of Sleep Last Night: Thirteen hours.
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: Hn.
Moods Experienced Today: Pain.
Mood Triggers: Well, the staples in my chest kind of suck just a bit.
Significant Thoughts of the Day: they gave me medication again
Favorite Time of Day

Comments

[shockabitch]

Need someone to take you for lunch, babydoll?

[switching_on]

Hell no.

okay maybe

[shockabitch]

Someone's bitchy this morning.

Only if you're up to it. I'll even come and get you.

[switching_on]

Uh, well... my nurse didn't bathe me this morning, so if you... I'd have to...

fuck.

[shockabitch]

You didn't just ask me that.

[switching_on]

Not like you haven't seen stuff before, Miss Experienced.

[shockabitch]

Its one thing seeing your second degree burned backside. It's bathing you that's something entirely different.

[switching_on]

[shockabitch]

God grow up. I'm coming to get you, puss covered and infected or not.

[switching_on]

But my hair's greasy!

[shockabitch]

Oh baww, Roxas. I'm not washing your tiny ass.

[switching_on]

If you don't I'll tell Axel you doomed me to detah by letting me get infected.

[shockabitch]

You're a bitch, you know that?

[switching_on]

So you'll do it?!

[shockabitch]

Yeah I'll think about it.