I've been gone awhile, but I'm thinking of you all. My family doesn't have WiFi at the moment, dad's incredibly sick, I'm flaring CRPS in my foot and meds aren't touching it. Just trying to live. Not sure what's in our water, but there's something that swirls in it like jelly under the light. Getting a bit paranoid, but in stuck. My dad is going from an outgoing dude to super anxious like me.
I had good, now I'm screwed. Literally the only things I enjoy are food and internet...wow, that's familiar. Gonna try to see a friend tomorrow but am ultra dehydrated and aching. I don't even know. I've been doing an insane amount of art, but I only get a second of happiness when I finish it.
Wish I could actually talk about the creepy shit that's been happening, but maybe I'm just going insane. Haha. Yeah. Profiler, I hope we can talk sometimes. My tablet is dying tho, so I really don't know if I'll be able to update the app. -_- I'm trying to write, but it comes out chaotic and "Phillip K Dick-ian" (Sci fi geeks may know...)?-
My whole body is shaking, my hearts in my throat, these words keep falling out. Wishy washy, wrong words. But I can't help it. Can I? Maybe if I knew, this would be over. I'll be sixteen this summer. Holy shit! Sixteen, and sick, again. What a great way to start the year. My sis is at Disneyland, keeps ribbing away from responsibility. Trying to get into an elite private school, without having to see any family.
I'm so tired. Can't sleep, choking on this oddly thick phlegm that seems endless, and forces me to choose between rest and breathing. What's happening? I have a theory, except it sounds...Sci fi. Then again, the old so fi writers have predicted nanny truths. So now what?