All I can say is nothing.

This is me being sick, haha ..

I woke up drenched in sweat, sick as a dog. I hovered over the toilet and saw the color of my cheeks disappear. But I totally dragged myself out and I was on time for my jury and I did well, sometimes I can't believe I doubt myself so much. Being sick isn't that bad when you can lie in the sofa under your favorite blanket, with some tea. My stomach is hungry, and my fingers are uninspired... My head hasn't been this empty in months .. maybe this is my way of gettin rid of all the stress I had. I'm just such a waste of space at the moment, like the dead flowers in my bookcase.

I'm an empty bag, a useless sack of guts. I'm confused and happy at the same time, isn't that weird? Pff I can't write I'm wondering what the hell is going on ... Maybe just try again in a few days ...

Slave girl. from Betty-Sue Depreitere on Vimeo.

I like this one the best, I should make some new when I get better.