Once, I when I was locked up, I had this song by DOP stuck in my head. Then, a man was brought in who was a murder. He screamed. Other people, like the guard, screamed back at him. Then I had the original version of Darlin by the Beach Boys stuck in my head.
I have been having a panic attack for several days now. I shouldn't be posting on here because it is taking away time from what I probably should be doing. My throat closed up last night. Ashley came into my apartment right as it was happening and I couldn't speak or breath. I thought I was choking on food but I wasn't. Then I was overwhelmingly lightheaded and I had to sit down. So I did not get to ride bikes or hang out like I wanted to last night. Oh well.
with loveand squalors,
f.
No comments:
Post a Comment