Ramblings of a Multi

I love driving fast and weaving in and out of lanes. I love the night. I love absolute freedom. I love the absolute freedom I have. I'm not stupid. I know this body not invincible and I know there are consequences for my actions. It's just that I don't give a fuck. That's the best part. I don't care if this body (not like it's really mind anyway), and all of us as a result, die. I dont care about punishment (honestly there cant be too much worse than what Ive already dealt with). I don't care about much of anything. -S.

I got so dizzy today. Everything was moving and nothing I could do would stop it. It got so bad I threw up and then passed out. I was still shaking when it was over. Happened in public, too. Collapsed in a doctor’s office and came back sitting in my car. Glad someone took care of things for me. Don’t really care which one.

Another sprained finger. Awesome. It's not my fault it happened but I get to be the one to deal with it. Just wonderful

Can whoever keeps turning off the alarm knock it the fuck off? Being over 20 minutes late twice in a week is not a good thing. Especially when I can't explain why. Lousy excuses like "alarm broke" or "I overslept" doesn't work for long

I hate not knowing if this extra spacy, extra sad and moody feelings is just me being my emotional self of if it's one of the others having issues. I could always ask but I don't always get told an answer. Either way I'm stuck with this feeling for a while. It's been almost a week and it still hasn't toned down.