phillip choked me out...for the first time ive ever passed out in my life.
i volunteered of course. 10deep breaths, then i held my breath.
all of a sudden i felt like i was screaming, but not screaming, thrashing about in this insane chaos of what seemed like the whole world talking and a train rushing around me and every bit life happening at one single moment...and then i could see phillips face but i had no idea who he was, then i freaked because i thought i had gotten too high and flipped out on the floor and that his parents were there watching...
i had forgotten why i was laying on the ground, how id gotten there. but it all came to one thing: something was wrong, very very wrong. i felt so crazy....like id lost my mind. it took me several minutes to feel normal again, but i still have this ness hovering in me that makes me feel like something is so dead wrong...
im sure thats the closest ill come to dying without actually dying. ever again.
now i feel like i wanna scream.
maybe it wasnt a good idea to take prozac 30minutes before cutting off all oxygen to my brain.
hmm.
7:37 pm - 08.22.09
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