Of course I knew he wasn’t coming
Will you eat first?
I actually don’t mind where
‘Please don’t run away from me otherwise people will think I’m a monster’ is apparently what I screamed, then I was described to have appeared like an escaped rapist
Promise please
You never came back
Soldiers sounds more fun than murder
Yes, I did think you were coming back
There is still hope. Please. Ill beg if I have to
I really want to show off my thumbs
Don’t smoke crack
Oh.my.god.i.am.so.bad. You should have heard his lines though
I’ve been shuffling around muttering to myself for four hours, my temperature reached a peak of 39. My favourite thing was to say that I was talking to myself over and over trailing off, sitting down, closing my eyes, repositioning the hot water bottle to leave one limb aching, then croak whatever feverish though floated in.
Then I cough really hard sometimes a little bit of wee seeps out into my ill duvet smelling boxers. My dressing gown rubs clean the yellow piss on the edge of the toilet and I groan and hum ride of the valkarys to make this feel grand