DO NOT OPEN YOUR MOUTH UNLESS DRUGS ARE GOING TO FALL OUT OF IT

[frightened]

I swear to god I would give body parts to be surrounded by people who understand that my crazy is a real serious permanent condition, and that I don't need their denial when I've got enough of my own thanks. At least a kidney. My brain is trying to kill me and I have to field idiots telling me I don't seem mental or it's probably just the fucking weather. If platitudes were Prozac I'd never have to fill another prescription.