[Public, because she's not really thinking clearly]
um.
awake. sorta. on some sort of painkillers, i think they might be morphine. it's nice.
can't put my wings away right now - broke one of them. sprained my wrist. left, though. can still write. right. hee. um. hurt other things too.
didn't die though.
pity, that.
awake. sorta. on some sort of painkillers, i think they might be morphine. it's nice.
can't put my wings away right now - broke one of them. sprained my wrist. left, though. can still write. right. hee. um. hurt other things too.
didn't die though.
pity, that.