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I still can't sleep but I keep everything I need inside my room I have some food to eat and I'm surrounded by neat old jars for me to *** in bad air seeps in slowly creeping I board the windows and tightly saran wrap every seam and duct tape over every vent and jam some towels in between my only door and wooden floor and now it's me, and only me secluded air is all I breath and all that's left is my own scent a heavy stench of human being now I rest I end up dreaming I'm asleep but things start seeming sort of fake and then I wake, but not at home I'm still alone, but things are different If I shift it to my room will all this dreaming still resume? I'd rather board this place instead create some safe air for this bed it isn't home, but that's ok perhaps in this place I can stay and stay awake
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
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I still can't sleep but I keep everything I need inside my room I have some food to eat and I'm surrounded by neat old jars for me to *** in bad air seeps in slowly creeping I board the windows and tightly saran wrap every seam and duct tape over every vent and jam some towels in between my only door and wooden floor and now it's me, and only me secluded air is all I breath and all that's left is my own scent a heavy stench of human being now I rest I end up dreaming I'm asleep but things start seeming sort of fake and then I wake, but not at home I'm still alone, but things are different If I shift it to my room will all this dreaming still resume? I'd rather board this place instead create some safe air for this bed it isn't home, but that's ok perhaps in this place I can stay and stay awake
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Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
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