it feels a little like the portion of my face from my eyebrows to my top lip is trying to escape from my skull by carving its way through the bone with a rusty spoon. i took some random sinus pill that i had sitting on my desk and hope that will keep the escapees at bay. if not, i think i might just die. i really need someone to nurse me back to help and read to me aloud of Naked by David Sedaris. that’s what i need. i need to whine more and work less. i also need someone to rub my tummy and get me some ice cream, and i need to take a nap. i need a lot of things.
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