Now Playing: Bedroom Hymns by Florence + The Machine (this is his body, this is his love, such selfish prayers and I can't get enough)
#523: What, nobody else sits down in the shower?
#524: Of course I don't wash my hair when nobody can see me. I am fundamentally lazy, you know
#525: Sick :(
#526: A sweet friend checking in on me
#527: First cup of tea in three days
#528: Pain I can handle. Sometimes, I even like it - there's nothing like the sensation of nails gently digging in, or raking softly across bare skin. But pain to the point of exhaustion...not so pleasant.
#529: Finally stabilized my temperature. Suck on that, Advil.
#530: I've run out of clothes...
#531: How long does it take to ship soap from Dunsborough?
#532: So apparently iPods don't like being played full blast on speakers for hours on end...
#533: RSC
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