Oh, I think I took too much fentanyl, lollllllllllll… Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah,
ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah, oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yeah. Yeahhhhhhhhhhh. Jeebus, too much, can’t stop yawning. My fingers feel dead; fuck. Oof, ahhhhh my body is like jelly. So weird, my muscles can’t contract. My joints hurt, really bad. Ahhh yeah, this was too much, I was having withdrawl symptoms earlier today so to make up for it I took a bunch of narcotics and am now paying for it a bit too much, I think. It’s too much, too much I took, all at once.
Everything’s slowing down, all I can do is lay here, stupidly. And think, and daydream. It’s so slow, the world is. So… ahhhhh, so… lazy, and……… soft and…….. dead. So tired, the world is. So tired, I am. So….. cata….tonic. So tired.
Ahhhhh fentanyl, my addiction. My way and mean. My reason….. for……..
Ahhhhh can’t…. move, lol. So tired, so tired. I will…… relax.
Yeah………..
relax.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh