8.25.2003

was fine for all of 10 minutes then made mistake of calling home and now everything's inverted. what I know dissolves into what I fear and my realities twist back on themselves and perform grotesque dances in my head, while their mouths vomit this stench out of my pores. afraid to call afraid to lie down afraid to stop typing afraid to eat afraid to talk. I am unsure of anything I can't touch and hold and physically destroy.

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