It's weird how much I can retreat into my head. It screws me up... everything becomes backwards and inside out and i'm somewhere in the translucent wall between inside and outside, looking both ways. Being silent makes this stronger, as does being by myself for long periods of time. So both of them together...
It's odd, to say the least.
Food: Urgh. I don't even want to go there. Just, fuck.
Injuries: Later.
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