April 7, 2012
Get me out, Get me to the bus. If I die I want it to be with people I know. I know I thought I would die in China. But not here. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Not even her. Help. Someone I feel sick. Just get me out. Like walking blindfolded. Get me home. For God's sake. Get me home. Keep going, Shi. I'm so scared. Stay strong. An ambulance? For me? They smelt my fear? Just drive me there. Fight of flight and right now I want to do both. Sit just sit, waiting for the memory to drive off.