Dying slowly

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Two new pills. Coughing forever. Sleeping longer than socializing. Nose bleeding dark. Not getting up for 20 minutes. Hands freezing. Aching everywhere. Drooling. Cuts and bruises on everything. Red blotches on my skin. My voice is scratchy. I stumble or walk like a deer. I can't breath sometimes. My head is pounding

Heh... my body wants me to die too

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