Song of the day;;
Shapes still melt into the smoke
Looking down at scattered bones
I used to keep a slender hope
'Til they spread above the stone
'Til they spread above the stone
I pulled the trigger by mistake
Floundering at the aftermath
Slowly recognise the scale
We will be ephemeral
We will be ephemeral
Fact isn't what you see
Not anymore, what it used to be
Fact isn't what you see
Not what it used to be
I'm flowing in black water
To another surging sea
To another surging sea
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Long story short, this weekend has been utter, complete shit. My sister is ill with stomach flu and after spending the most of yesterday evening and last night listening to her coughing and retching in the loo, I ended up sleeping for about 3,5 hours. Not to mention the shaky sweaty hands and the beating heart... I absolutely do not know which one I hate more; the flu season or my emetophobia. I just hope my parents or me myself won't get sick, I seriously cannot deal with that kind of shit right now...
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