dementia praecox

She bought it for me when I was having flu the last time. I had been keeping it eversince. (Well, I cant have flu all the time can I?) Last night, as I sat there contemplating, about whether to go see a docter, it appeared and I realise I only have 4 pills left. I took 2, hoping that your care and concern will warm me, even if you have left. I felt better alright...

Im coughing now instead.
And guess what? I think my brother is starting to sneeze, so I offered to pass him the last 2 pills. While I was extracting it out of its cocoon, it decided to jump into my sea of tissues (aka the rubbish bin) right in front of my brother. He was only able to save 1. Hope the other 1 will RIP~

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