nauseated. sweaty. in a confused haze. limbs feeling like jelly. pulses of cold. room spinning. just totally feeling like shit is when i feel closest to god. i love suffering. just absolute pure bottom of the barrel of human emotion. to be chewed up and spit out by this realm. dragged by the hair through the primordial soup. incarnating just to touch the wound. so fucking funny to me. all i can do is laugh
