Blackjack
I’ll be watching...
- Aug 6, 2019
- 777
Man, talk about a head case. I'm dying, one way (via N) or the other (via ALS). Now, out of nowhere, comes this fear of actually dying! Or am I really just afraid of failing with N at the end of the month? Trapped in my body, yet now I'm just constantly mind fucking myself. N is literally 5 feet away from me in my drawer! I think I may be coming totally unhinged. Please someone make. it. stop. For the love of God. Make. it. stop.
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