Shaky

I haven't eaten in almost 2 days.
I can barely type because my arms are so weak
And my hands are shaking.
The pain comes and goes, in my lower ribs like a horrible side-stitch.
I am soooo tired.
It's getting worse and worse, and last night it hurt so bad I even had a dream where I was hurting.
When my ribs are hurting, I try to take deep breaths but it hurts more, although I think it's helping me in some way.
Maybe I'll have a cracker or something
I need to stop typing. Bye.

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  • TAPSCreeperBabyBird
    July 31
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    Why aren't you eating??? You better eat something, like a cracker or something. Eat eat eat!!!

  • TwiztidMaggot
    July 30
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    Eat something... more than a cracker. Don't go starving yourself... Why are you hurting so bad? I'm here if you need to talk to someone... I'm open ears... (more like open eyes, but you know what I'm sayin)

    TwiztidMaggot ♥


  • Fallen-Thumper
    July 30
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    hun get something into you please before anything else gets worse.
    Have a cracker and here is a cookie
    I wont crush you any more

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