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17 October 2004 @ 01:18 pm
painkillers do not so much kill pain as interrogate it.  
this is what i have come to know in the past day or so. i have broken myself and am on crutches and will be until the end of time, or at least the next three weeks.

at any rate, i am currently immobile, in huge amounts of pain, high from my painkillers, nauseaus from my pain killers, bored, and cold turkey on the cigarette front for the past 48 hours. and cold. oh so very cold.

imagine the joy that is my life. please, do try.
Current Mood: snarling/wounded/pathetic
Current Music: the weight - aretha franklin
when she smiles it's like a revelation: Snugfox1013 on October 17th, 2004 05:42 pm (UTC)
*hugs you lots and worries about you*