hi
i dont know how im even typing but i dont know hwat im doing either
muchless my fingers feel inflated or soemthgin
i got out of bed at like one fifty and went to go to the bathroom. then i felt like i was getting shot in the stomahce. well that happens sometims. so i sit down then i just hurt like hell and i cant see, i passed out finally once and woke up in the bathtub. tried to sit up again but i wanted to bash my unconcious face against something cause it hurt so bad andi passed out again. now i haea giant bruise on myback and side. i guess im lucky i didnt crack my head on the tile, even though the bathtub isnt to soft either.i can hear myself breathing and i still cant see well, i feel like i havent slept in days but yet ive eslept until 1 or 2 eveyrday. now i know what itll feel like when i die. maybe.
ug i thought i was finally over. im really really cold
kai ima just..i dont knwowhat im doing so actuallyneveerming.
ediiitooorrrrr::::
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Wow i indeed couldn't see...look at all those typooss..
well i still feell ill, but at least i'm conscious long as i stay laying/sitting.fuuuuuuuckk
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i think it was called a tiger swallow heres a pic of what it looks like owo
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Awh man your lucky, I coulden't get that close to the one I tried to take a picture of. :C
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Paint the two of us on a canvas in chains
And hang it on the wall
So the story sustains
And I layer the colours with care
In veils with the sky
Bordered in an ocean and higher than high
I will remember-
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Paint the two of us on a canvas in chains
And hang it on the wall
So the story sustains
And I layer the colours with care
In veils with the sky
Bordered in an ocean and higher than high
I will remember-
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