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

[devilwearsnada]

Shit, what happened to you, man?

[switching_on]

A pissed-off secret admirer.

[devilwearsnada]

Damn. Hope whoever it was got what they deserved.

[switching_on]

A few nights in solitary. Apparently American restrainign orders don't fly in Russia.

[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.

[dontfearshadows]

Work?

[switching_on]

Yeah, it's...

can I tell you in private?

[dontfearshadows]

If you tell me where to find you, sure.