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I haven’t eaten in two days,

and it’s causing the manual labor I’m enduring to get the better of me. My head throbs as the world spins at sickening angles, nothing seems quite right. My vision weaves in and out as if I’m looking at the world through 3D glasses.

I’m not sure if it’s the lack of food or the lack of sleep that’s wearing at me.

I haven’t slept in just as long.

It’s curious how whenever I’m most happy and whole, I can’t be dragged out of bed, but whenever I feel as if I should beg the angels to grant me death, the closest earthly equivalent eludes me. Maybe I feel as if I don’t deserve that either.

I took a pair of dull scissors to my hair.

The greatest part was that I didn’t care. I can’t feel anything at all - I scale buildings just to see if I’ll fall, go days without sleep, and shy away from everything. It’s like my soul has left my body for a spell.

“

Magic is simply telling the universe what you want and what you’re willing to sacrifice to get it. That’s why true love is the greatest magic of all - giving yourself entirely to someone without asking anything in return.

“

Bodies are made to be broken; souls are made hold the pieces together.