I don't get sick very often, which makes me even more angry when I do.
Stupid monday, stupid feeling ill, stupid amount of reading.
I've come over all sulky and shall be retiring to bed with the aim that it'll feel less like the world is ending, come morning. Or at least, I'll want to throw up less.
Laters
Love plague face x
Musings and stories from the adventures of my insane life, taking the road less travelled.
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