torsdag den 23. juni 2016

The nightmares, the nightmares are coming. Trying to stay sane and stick together, doing pretty well, but the nightmares won't let me. And I dream that I took out my tongue, but now I can't put it back in, all my words are thmph thoundph and thipherph, and I'm standing there with half a tongue, ripped apart so you can see the white circles of broken taste buds and for some reason, is that part of a touth? and I can't say anything at all, I didn't think it was that serious, I just needed it for something else for a moment and now there isn't any way back.