I’m not Dysfunctional, Part LXXXIII

Dammit, I just can’t stop yawning. It’s like, half an hour, now. GEEZUS, lol. Like, half a fucking hour.

I think it’s the fentanyl. That shit is so powerfully sedative.

Fuckit, I REALLY need a do-over on some of this. Maybe like the last five years, or something. Or like maybe the last ten, I don’t know.

Fuck.

Gawd, so TIRED. I’m just so fucking exhausted. This fentanyl is really just killing me with each hit. I really need to transfer over the heroin, or something. Like, I seriously need to. SOON.

Oof, yuck.

Ouch.

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