more crazy and less crazy stomp after one another through my brain. i keep hoping i will wake up and it will be over. please can it be over?
one of my aunts was a bit of a drunk and a bitch for christmas, but worst of all she fed us butterball turkey. i took my pills as scheduled in the car on the way home and then mouthed, "mother. fucker.," as pain seared through my chest. for fuck's sake, she's had cancer and she's a pharmaceutical rep. now i'm all spazz about it, worrying i'm feeling pain every time i eat and none of my underthings are comfortable. i'm fine, fine, just wishing i'd stuck to nuts for dinner.
9 hours ago