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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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Not Breathing
So I wake up this morning, and I realize that 1) My nose and throat are clogged with phlem and 2) so clogged in fact that I cannot breathe. So in a panic stricken moment, I manage to cough up the nasty from my throat and breathe again. Yay!
The sensation reminded me of the time I was drowned in West Van, freaking me out more. An ill start to my day. |
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Yeah, an incident involving me fishing off some rocks by my place, and a US Naval Destoyer sitting in a tiny harbour. Its took of, and the huge wake from it knocked me off the rocks and into the water.
*glub glub* Yet another contributing factor to my previously long-standing fear of large bodies of water. |