Enjoy my pain.
I wrote this on my hand before I went in.
“Good Luck! (Please be careful with me. I like me). Thanks!”
I haven’t checked the rest of my body yet to see if anyone wrote me a response.
Then, during my codeine induced nauseated yucky-ness, I spied a stranger peeing in the bushes behind the apartment.
And I took a picture.
And here I am now-- three days later with no feeling in my bottom lip, throby everything and poofy cheeks.
I’m going to go gum some applesauce, now.
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