Laying in bed, sick.
Every which way I lay leads to suffocation and discomfort.
No Vicks in sight, so I improvise.
Tiger Balm leaves a burning sensation on my nose.
At least I can breathe. Sort of.
I am Robin's sick body.
- October 22nd, 2010
Nothing is working. I hate my immune system. It likes to gang up on me, you see. This is my only happiness right now.
Tiny Ball-joint dolls.
I WANT.
Every which way I lay leads to suffocation and discomfort.
No Vicks in sight, so I improvise.
Tiger Balm leaves a burning sensation on my nose.
At least I can breathe. Sort of.
I am Robin's sick body.
- October 22nd, 2010
Nothing is working. I hate my immune system. It likes to gang up on me, you see. This is my only happiness right now.
Tiny Ball-joint dolls.
I WANT.
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The dolls look creepy, like demented Anime characters. . . but neat.