alice_in_wonderland

I‘m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine. 

I can’t breathe and my chest is so heavy and I’m nauseous and I can’t eat and if I can’t breathe and I can’t eat I’ll die. 

I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.

I can’t sleep and when I do I have the same dream over and over and over again. My body is hollow but is as heavy as a ton of granite and I’m falling but no one can catch me because I’m too heavy.

I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.

I’m terrified of being alone for this long. I have never been alone this long before. There won’t be anyone here for 9 long months to back me up when I eat mac and cheese. No one here to remind me I look amazing or to justify not running after devouring a whole pizza. 

I’m fine, I’m fine.

I’m not fine. 

I’m fine.

 

 

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