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I Paid For Your Silence

curl left 24thday ofNovemberin the year2010 curl right
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We Got Rid Of Apothecary For This?!

i woke from the most weirdest fucking dream ive ever had to a throbbing ear drum which i thought was part of the dream, but no it was bloody real as fuck… i couldnt make the slightest of movement without hurting the fuck out of my ear…

i do not appriciate ear pain at 4.30 in the morning! and so dear mummy gave me pain killers and put a hot water bottle on my ear whilst she looked for the mysterious bald hills hospital… it exists but it doesnt… so she took me to the royal brisbane one at around 5.30 and waited so bloody long for a non fully qualified medical professional -i wouldnt even call him that- only to have him tell me after all ive told him including the fact that it felt like it was going to burst! and all he comes up with after seeing his boss is antibiotics- which for me have no effect whatsoever- and basically an IGNORE THE PAIN till it gets to swelling and oozing shit out! lucky im booked in for the doctor soon, because i want to get rid of this shit… he didnt even tell me if i have an ear infection or not…. not even which part is fucking red!

I waited that long just to be tired and crappy all fucking day long!

what happened to the days of the Apothecary? the ‘oh you have these symptoms, take this this and this and possibly this’ but i guess nothing is ever the same…

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