Sunday and today are slowly becoming the worst days of my life.
I woke up and things we're awesome, had a good time.
Went back to sleep afterwards, but every time I tried to get up, I couldn't do it.
I had a full body chill, and my eyeballs felt like they we're trying to fall out.
I just couldn't bring myself to get out of bed.
Four hours later I manage to get myself into gear, put some clothes on and go to Murder house.
I just curled myself into a ball on their lazy boy and complained for hours and hours.
Finally I just couldn't take it anymore, the chill wouldn't leave, my eyes we're really starting to bother me.
I came home around 6 and just went to sleep.
Now here's the fucked up part, I kept having these dreams that I was absolutely convinced we're true.
I kept waking up drenched in sweat, and covered in drool.
It was totally fucked up, every 30 minutes at the most, waking up in sheer panic.
I'd wake up freezing and put on another blanket, the next time I'd wake up so hot I couldn't stand myself.
This went on for the whole night until finally, right now at 7 in the morning I decided to get up.
My eyeballs hurt a lot less, but now my throat is killing me.
I have to go to work in 2 hours and sit there by myself for 6 hours.
No food, no smokes, no money.
Whine, complain, whine, complain.