…level 55

…give me heated blankets

as hot as they can go-

mine is level 10

i call it my body bible-

I’m always inflamed-

autoimmune, autoimmune.

so not only is my mind diseased-

my body is too-

do you have chronic pain?

fcks wit ya head, don’t it?

some days I can barely walk-

how do I present such a package,

in request for love?

I don’t have much, so I’m always buying the cheap ones-

I wonder what a fancy one would be like-

proper lookin buttons and all-

heat be on level 55 n’ shit-

sometimes I even day dream about hot tubs-

all that hot water havin’ soothing conversations wit’ my pain-

one day I want a home wit’ heated everything- heated blankets, heated floors, huge rainfall showers for massive pours of heated water-

im supposed to be a mother-

mothers don’t hurt all the time-

i hate hurting all the time.

but i know you do too-

i know you do.

i am with you. 😞

kb

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