Sui
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So i slip back here, back to the inevitable position i am in. back to this darkened, weakening state that can only lead to depression. though it may be easy to temporarily disquise my pain and elude my liquid deprived state, this brief veil that covers my eyes can only be ripped back off again, plunging me back into the inevitable depths.
i am of course talking about the lack of drink in my glass.
in this object of solid yet profoundly weak (when considered it shatters when coming into contact with its own shadow) glass, once lay the only substance that could deprive me of my abieding weight in my throught. to hell with this damn weight, these burdenous, rough, burning fireballs choking me into an oblivion of suffereing.
Without the drink i am forced back into this dispickable weakness. the snivelling mess that pries on- nay, depends on the scrunched up haphazard heap of near white rags to relieve me of my suffocating prizon that is a discusting heap of mucus.
in case you cant tell - i have a cold, and if i dont drink a lot my throat gets sore. and i have to use tissues. to get rid of my snot. and im watching bridget jones' diary on the telly. i have an art exam on monday. wish me luck. ....cough.
i am of course talking about the lack of drink in my glass.
in this object of solid yet profoundly weak (when considered it shatters when coming into contact with its own shadow) glass, once lay the only substance that could deprive me of my abieding weight in my throught. to hell with this damn weight, these burdenous, rough, burning fireballs choking me into an oblivion of suffereing.
Without the drink i am forced back into this dispickable weakness. the snivelling mess that pries on- nay, depends on the scrunched up haphazard heap of near white rags to relieve me of my suffocating prizon that is a discusting heap of mucus.
in case you cant tell - i have a cold, and if i dont drink a lot my throat gets sore. and i have to use tissues. to get rid of my snot. and im watching bridget jones' diary on the telly. i have an art exam on monday. wish me luck. ....cough.