01/29/18 — Dying

So I am writing this the next morning, because I felt like literal death when I got home last night. I’m running a slight fever and it hurts to swallow. I asked Super Adult if he had an STD, but he doesn’t. He also isn’t really talking to me rn I guess because of work. I’m dying. I have accepted death. I’m going to the doctor today instead of work, even though I can’t really afford it. Goodnight. 

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