Diary,
The ringing in my ears is loud. Can hear everyone in the hallway. All the doors slam and open and I know who does it. My floor smells sick. My room smells sick. I gag at the smells under my door. Frilly perfume. Citrus Perfume. Flowers. Food. Candy. People.
I threw up last night, but nothing to throw up. I gagged hard, blood in my sink. Sprayed bleach and threw up again from the smell. Blood drops all over my makeup...and toothbrushes. I fell down near the sink, cried. Don't know how long. Couldn't get back up. Muscles don't work. Joints are inflamed.
Blood on the floor. Can't stand to reach the sink. Food rotting in my fridge. If I eat I puke with no blood. Tried, opened the fridge but there was no food in it.
What's rotting?
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