I’m not Dysfunctional, Part XXXVI

Ye Gods, I just can’t sleep. Fuck.

I keep waking up and shaking, and sweating. Mostly shaking. I feel so utterly cold, like my body is dying, yet so warm, at the same time. It’s just so weird.

I really need that hit. Like, really really. I’m not going to stop sweating and/or shaking until I get it. Like, I need it, really badly.

Oh God, help me, lol. Just a few hours. But no sleep for me tonight.

oof.

oh man, this sucks, lol.

oh, I just need this to end, somehow.

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggg

it’s SO horrible. so so so horrible, arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhhh

gawd someone shoot me, get me out of this mess, please please please

i just can’t even breathe. again, lol

seriously, someone please just get me out of here. I can’t care who, i don’t care where, just… please help me.

please. SOMEONE.

ahhhhhhgggggggggg jesus I just feel so WEIRD. Can’t even emphasize how weird I feel. like I can’t even process, … this. Whatever this even is

Ah gods, I just really need that hit. like, desperately so.

somehow, I have a feeling that that will set everything right. I just know it.

oh man, this fucking SUCKS. I REALLY dread trying to go back to sleep, here. Seriously. Like I know it will scare me to death, lying there, feeling like this. I REALLY just need someone to help me. Like really, seriously. Like majorly, desperately. like NOW, lol.

oof, this sucks.

um… ok, whatever.

it means nothing, I guess. Back to sleep I go.

i just hope I don’t start shaking again, because that is just really really bad, lol. oh please just get me OUT of here

um… IDK. like an idiot, I was browsing debby’s insta while typing this, and I saw that cady was still “following” her. clicked on her, and noticed that she asn’t a blue check mark anymore. Hmmnn, wonder why, that seems odd, even considering her… condition.

ah, lol. yes, I shall talk to cady then, before trying to sleep. yes, that will work. it defo needs to, I mean something will, right? yes of course it will.

ok, then. no more shaking, no more sweating, no more icky scary weird hyper and deathly feeling in my nerves, none of that.

it’s just cady, bed, relaxation, until i get up and go, then I take my hit, then a day of hell because no sleep, then i go to bed, and then more hell until the weekend. I can do it, no problem. yes no problem, no problem, I can handle it, yessir.

ok, then. Wonderful! Yes, another fantastic plan. I’m just so good at this! And so SMART. Yup, nobody’s like me, that’s for sure!

ok, then, great. yeah.

right.

sigh…

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