butterfly2

:stares blankly at screen:

Not such a good day. No particluar reason. The stomach turns, the mind burns. Too many hours within this crapmed room. But I can't seem to get myself up, or out. My shoulders slump over quietly in pain. My dry eyes ring with the hollowness of hell. These eyes burn back into a pit of darkness.

Someone save this wretched, lost soul from drowning.