well my head has apparently imploded and travelled down into my chest mid thoracic. My lungs are swishing around like skins half full of wine, I have the most charming way of breathing right now that is almost as attractive as the hacking cough which allows my lungs to see more of the world. I'm gonna have to self medicate, a 26 of rum should more than compensate for my ailing health and the resultant induced slumber will be most relaxing.
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dia:
Oh! I'd not read your previous entry, doll, and I'm quite pleased that you are pleased. Write to me sometime, if you feel up to it. You have this really pleasant barely-there smile...
mirkwoodmaiden:
damnit i never get this much attention from dia. you stole her from me 