I have been stabbed a million times with a million little pins, made from fire,
Yes, I have a fever.
I have been drifting in and out of sleep for around 4 hours, I got fed up and thirsty so I dragged my ass down here to write this,
I seriously got fed up of dozing and wasting hours, though I really am ill, no one in my house seems to believe me.
How nice -_-
The perks of being ill? I get drunk poetry in my mind, everything tastes sweet as f, and I have a legitimate excuse for not doing work ^_^
ahhh the first day of spring entirely wasted,
the not so good thing is I can barely eat without wanting to puke,
I woke up with a migraine and ignored it, so intelligent of me :’)
I hope I’m better by tomorrow, I have shit to do
Lord, I know a fever is supposed to burn all my sins away like a furnace, but why is it so painful?!!?!?
God is totally mocking me.