i can't get this bloody, metallic taste out of my mouth, and i'm dying to eat something other than this mushy, ricey, chickeny, baby food-esque, stew thing that my mom keeps feeding me.
i don't like the texture; it's weird.
and the vicodin is making me real nauseous and sweaty.
so right now, i pretty much look like a fat kid with rosacea, and it's real embarrassing.
meeehhhhhh
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