Sunday, March 9, 2014

We don't get to a live an edited version of life, we get to live the full version.

Yes, for a while, you were my painkiller. The addictive sweet sedative that gave me dreamless restful sleep.
I got up one day and the pain was back.In spite of you.In spite of everything.
So i stopped taking you.
And I haven't slept since.

Life seems to be putting  a small * with everything good I find.And when you go the end of the text and read what the conditions are in the fine print of *Conditions Apply, you realize that theres nothing really good about it.

phone calls,chocolate cake, chilled coke, stomach cramps at 4am, pill popping at 4am,more phone calls at 6am,wind,non subsiding pain,another pill,rain,dancing in the rain,getting really wet, sleeping for a couple of hours,forgetting to dry the hair,getting up with the curliest hair ever,18 missed calls,3 new messages,fever,the mother of all headaches,talking happily,pretending to be "okay",body aches, damning the dancing in the rain,pill for fever,pill for headache, dragging to the washroom to clean up, cotton shirt, red walls, chilled water,nerdy glasses,glucose biscuits











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