Today is one of those days where one wishes their feet would fall off.

And climbing stairs involves crying.

Tomatoe juice is the only thing you can stomach before noon.

And you just burn the clothes you wore last night.
Unknown Unwell - 16 years, 6 months, 1 day ago

Lacimosa from Mozart's Requiem.

Lacrimosa dies illa,
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus:
Pie Jesu Domine:
Dona eis requiem. Amen
Unknown Unwell - 16 years, 6 months, 6 days ago

Translated:

That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this one, O God,
merciful Lord Jesus:
Give them rest. Amen.
Unknown Unwell - 16 years, 6 months, 6 days ago

Well anyway I hope to return tomorrow or *cross your fingers* later tonight and thumb my thumb off. But for now I must worship the porclain gods again and cleanse my stomach.
Unknown Unwell - 16 years, 6 months, 7 days ago

5 af maj, 2008. Jeg, Ludwig, er sick as a dog.

Seriously, I have been awake for less then a full 6 hours and I have already given up on school for the next 3 days.
Unknown Unwell - 16 years, 6 months, 7 days ago