I'm seriously in the mood to kill someone, gut them, eat their entrails, and then cry for being fat. People's voices are like fingernails on a chalkboard, EVERYONE'S voices. I want to hide in a corner and bawl. This had better be a side effect of the drugs. Because right now I feel like this:
Mixed with this:
Oh, and did I mention if I don't somehow obtain a hot fudge sundae sometime in the next 10 minutes, I will most likely break down in sobs and have to be carted away.
Either the drugs are finally showing their side effects, or I'm LOSING MY F-ING MIND!
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