justrun-.

o u c h

i'm delirious from pain.

my mouth feels like a giant ulcer. the ulcerated bits get cut even deeper by the metal pieces when i open my mouth or attempt to eat.
my head is spinning in confusion
my throat feels like some dried up, burnt up i don't know what.
my stomach's all gastricified from something unknown as well.
my rectus femorises are ouch as usual.

yeah. i am in a mess. please forgive me for being a grumpy idiot.

[pat]* decided to runaway-.

put on her shoes at [22:04]

and took [20050713] strides

it's the passion that drives you