(Entry #6)
Dear diary
It's me shadow again
Its April 19th
And I'm sitting on my bed feeling sick to my stomach, feels like I took a bat to the chest and I can't breathe, I try to get up on my feet but I can't, where's my inhaler cuz I can't even find it, I'm loosing the air that I breathe, my vision getting blurry, that I can't...
It's me shadow again
Its April 19th
And I'm sitting on my bed feeling sick to my stomach, feels like I took a bat to the chest and I can't breathe, I try to get up on my feet but I can't, where's my inhaler cuz I can't even find it, I'm loosing the air that I breathe, my vision getting blurry, that I can't...