Whoever I am.

Whoever you like.

Good day today, got stoned with Fran and Charli and Jess and helped them out with their shoots because they are lovely and I love them lots, aw.

I feel ill, my bones are getting heavier. I am not quite sure how it came to this, but they are, it's incomprehensible, my skin crawls, curdling with the air, and the hair that stands tall against it is strong and sharp. I feel ill at ease, full of discomfort and the weight of being alive is growing heavier each day.

I feel my skull is being crushed by something and I have headaches living behind each eye tonight.