skywise
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I wrote this in the summer, and now feel distanced enough from the event (and the writing of it) to not be embarressed by posting it. 
I think perhaps it is too melodramatic. But the again, the experience was melodramatic and this is supposed to accurately portray the experience, so maybe its better that way.
Anyway, tell me what you think (and more importantly, how to make it better)!
Brownies
“waaaaaaaater! waaaterrrrr!”
I sputter as heat and nausea course through my limp, sweating body.
A cool, lightly textured cup is placed in my hand
I can’t open my eyes
The cup crashes to the carpet and
water drops spray my arm.
my brain is disintegrating.
Eyes Open
Girls. People. People here.
My mouth opens
“Sorry, sooorry i’m fucking...fucking...beeing retaaaarrrded.
“We don’t really like that word...”
“You don’t like retards!”
I fall off the couch and
GRIN.
I think perhaps it is too melodramatic. But the again, the experience was melodramatic and this is supposed to accurately portray the experience, so maybe its better that way.
Anyway, tell me what you think (and more importantly, how to make it better)!Brownies
“waaaaaaaater! waaaterrrrr!”
I sputter as heat and nausea course through my limp, sweating body.
A cool, lightly textured cup is placed in my hand
I can’t open my eyes
The cup crashes to the carpet and
water drops spray my arm.
my brain is disintegrating.
Eyes Open
Girls. People. People here.
My mouth opens
“Sorry, sooorry i’m fucking...fucking...beeing retaaaarrrded.
“We don’t really like that word...”
“You don’t like retards!”
I fall off the couch and
GRIN.
