Please Come Here And Drive Me To The Emergency Room
Current Song: "How To Disappear Completely" -- Radiohead
My throat hurts. No, that's not right. My throat feels as though it contains a large and jagged piece of glass right where my right tonsil should be. I can't swallow without stretching my neck like an ostrich. Everything is agony. And I don't have a fever, so it's not strep. What the fuck is wrong with me these days?
My throat hurts. No, that's not right. My throat feels as though it contains a large and jagged piece of glass right where my right tonsil should be. I can't swallow without stretching my neck like an ostrich. Everything is agony. And I don't have a fever, so it's not strep. What the fuck is wrong with me these days?
spit at you by Nil at 11:59 AM
1 Comments:
i'm nauseous at the sight of food. much like morning sickness. but that would have to be an act of God, in whom I don't believe, so that can't be it!
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