...because I'm in a lot of pain and feverish.

But, in my delusional state of mind, taking the paracetamol brought me back to when I was 15 and dating my secondary school sweetheart. The love of my life. She, one day when we met, informed me she had just taken 20 paracetamol. I panicked, and thought she was going to die.

Now that I am older, and have taken voluminous amounts of painkillers myself, I no longer have a panic attack over such information being fed into my brain.

I felt a little naive and young, just now. Memories, eh?

It also reassured me that if I wanted to, really wanted to, I could also take 20 paracetamol to ease the pain. Because, if a tiny little blonde girl can handle it, so can I.

***** was a liar.

Y'think? I believed her. Perhaps she was seeing if I was stupid enough to do the same? I actually was thinking about doing it tonight to see if I catch a buzz...

talk to frank, silvine. please.

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