...tightened chest about to explode. Violent cravings for twenty-five whipped chocolate cupcakes, savagely devoured. Caffeine in my blood stream begging me to stay awake, but my eyelids heavy. Mind on auto-pilot. Wobbly feet. Edge of my lips curled in an uncontrollable plastered smile so creepy. Dancing fingers on keyboards that sing.
I evolve into a freakish being, for a bit.
Slipping in and out of lethargy, then lapse into an oblivious coma.
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