Binge, Tweak, Crash

Day one:

I am unstoppable, why don’t I do this more often?

- 10 minutes

Who cares if the skin above my heart leaps? if it races against its cage, if it’s 155bmp?

after all, it’s only beating deep rhythms into the folds of my stomach.

-24 hours

man my heart is going haywire trying to escape. Eh! Who cares! I am unstoppable, invincible, beyond this world! Can’t be taken down!

Day two:

-28 hours

these limbs? are they mine?

I can’t tell, they stride as if they have a mind of their own. but they’re attached to me?

-30 hours

fuck I can feel earthquakes erupt along my body now too. fuck those vibrations.

- 40 hours

god i should’ve just slept. oh well, fuck it. It’s too late, Ill just fire up another bowl.

Day three:

- 52 hours

I have this faint memory in which i used to cherished sleep.

- 55 hours

dear god why haven’t i slept.

- 57 hours

okay, just one more hit then lights out for me.

- 60hours

Well, okay another,

- 64 hours

and then maybe one more after that one.

- 70 hours

Fuck it might as well finish this puddle!

Day four:

- 78 hours

ew, god, my head. it’s all a spun dense fog. A hit will probably cure that.

wait, do you hear that? is that a phone? i think that’s phone ringing?

or maybe not, it’s not there anymore.

- 80 hours

Man I think my eyelids want to be glued shut. I guess another hit should pull them open.

- 81 hours

there it is again! god where’s that ringing coming from?

i know it’s there, i hear it, where is it. where’s that fucking phone ringing...

Oh, it’s gone again. fuck, i’m losing it.

- 90 hours

fuck, i fucking hear it. fuck. you can’t hide from me, i swear i hear you! find that stupid fucking phone!

- 96 hours

Oh no, my legs. they’ve gone to jello, fuck. I need to find that fucking phone, but i can’t move.

98 hours

Oh god the ringing. it’s too much, my head can’t handle it.. just gotta find it, even if i tear this fucking place down.

100 hours

fuck i just need someone to answer the phone. I can’t do it anymore. where is it. please someone just answer it. It’s driving me fucking nuts!

101 hours

answer it!

SOMEONE ANSWER THAT PHONE!

FOR FUCKS SAKE. ANSWER IT.

Day five:

120 hours

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(sorry it’s not very good, i haven’t written in a while due to this addiction consuming me, so i’m a bit rusty at the moment. anyway id appreciate any/all comments & feedback!)