Life’s a bitch in high heels.
Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning. At first everything’s blissful.
The water blocks out the noise of the rest of the world, everything is a tranquil murmur, then my brain begins to react to the lack of oxygen and that blistering pain sets in. That last bubble of CO2 explodes from my lips and I sink to the bottom, the darkness creeps over the covers me, so that no one will find me and in that moment I let go and think that this is finally the end. But then I’m rising and the light appears I take a sharp breath of clear air, before being dragged back under. I suppose it’s less like drowning and more like being water boarded – although obviously not actually water boarding. and
The Butterfly Girl 