Tuesday, July 19, 2005

A tight tie-dyed dress, she was a psychedelic mess

Can't sleep, can't eat.. can't switch my brain off. Think I'm going insane. kNOw I'm already there. Want out of here.. spend hours each night laying in bed crying for no reason. Feeling like the world is about to cave in on me. Can't breathe.. Worried I won't see 30.. not sure I WANT to see 30. Not sure I want to see tomorrow. Florida can't come soon enough.. Death can't come soon enough. Want to run. Want to scream. Uncontrollable.

Pace around the small moonlit room. Tiny window makes it feel like prison. Cannot stop this. Praying for it to let up just for one night. Dread going to sleep, not sure I'll wake up. Too many thoughts, too rapid, falling 1,000 miles an hour.

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