There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
There is nothing out there.
I deny you.
I deny you.
I deny you.
Dreams are only dreams.
I am alone, even with another person.
I am not alone.
I am not alone.
Lis is currently in the hospital after earlier.
ReplyDeleteShe's sleeping again finally. Probably be up in about an hour or two, even with the meds.
ReplyDeleteThis is my fault.
. . . What the fuck happened? You people are going to make me fly the hell out to that godforsaken Southern town again aren't you?
ReplyDeleteShe's fine, really. We're back at the house. There's no reason for you to come out here, Tia. I'm just trying to get her to rest right now.
ReplyDeleteIt's just not that easy when all a sudden one of your friends is in the hospital and there's no explanation or message or phone call and you leave the internet for a weekend and you find out via blog comment? How am I supposed to keep up with you people out there.
ReplyDelete(this is really a complex way of asking for clarification on what happened.)
I'll get her to call you, though I feel sure she'll be spilling the deets for her therapist or something on here anyway. It's all kind hazy. Suffice it to say, she had a fucking massive anxthe details, myself... Not completely.
ReplyDelete... That was supposed to say that she had an anxiety attack and I'm not sure of all the details. The hell, blogspot? The hell?
ReplyDeleteThis is kinda fucking creepy.
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