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Aubrey; also Birdie ([personal profile] mortalcity) wrote2011-08-01 10:49 am

I hear the voice of rage and ruin...

I think I've slept three or four hours in the past three days.

I am tired and nauseous (I think I've eaten five crackers in the past twenty-four hours and don't care) and worrying about everything and constantly on the verge of tears. I am not entirely positive I will survive the next month.

I just want to go home, and there's nowhere to go.