Desperately
in need of drugs. I want to create, to write, to draw, to paint; to anything
but be in pain, but all I can do is hurt.
I
know, not my usual ramblings. I know I should be yammering on about a project
or a thing I’m working on, but it’s just pain and hurt right now, so my creativity
has been boiled down to ‘it hurts, make it stop’. The only thing I could write
right now would be some horrible story where everyone dies and it’d be all
depressing. No one needs to read that.
Okay.
Going back to staring at nothing and wishing for it to stop hurting. Send
drugs. Or just one of those doctors that can inject my spine with stuff so I
can’t feel things or care about the hurting. I’d love that.
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