Posted by Anonymous on 2018/12/01 under Kids God, I am worried that my guts are going to fall out like in that small (short) story by Chuckie Palahniuk. Everytime I breathe it feels like I am experiencing a mini prolapse. I don't know why this is happening. Is it because I tried to plunge my butt of evil spirits? This is my body now. I have to accept it in the condition its in. Its not gonna change unless the ability comes and I am able to re-exercise. Rollerblading seems kind of appealing but I don't know. Perhaps that should be the main christmas asking. I don't know. I shouldn't expect anything at the same timelessness. What is happening to me? Am I dying? They can't tell me. Kierans asophagus burst? And he's still alive and still drinking? Where does the alcohol go? I am miserable. How can I go on without optimism? I have to express my optimistic and pessimistic parts both or else I am going to explode like I have a gernade in my intenstines. Pray with God, God, so forth. Silently Anonymous, -The Archer