� hairshirt � 2003-07-08 � 8:14 a.m. �
This fight between body and soul is never ending... a battle not worth fighting... my soul will lose.
I slept horribly.... I am not even sure I did sleep... and the morning's pain is without definition.
I have a waist like Rita McNeil... the emotional stability of Susan Smith and I thank GOD that I haven't anyone to look after today but myself... I fear I can't even do that ok.
I am staring down a entire bottle of Tylenol 8 hr.... to which I know already bothers my breathing, but I don't care... and 19 Naproxen by Rx... I have counted them...
A mouthful of Dansi sits beside me taunting me loudest of all.
~When I was born, they looked at me and said... what a good girl, what a smart girl... what a pretty girl...~
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