(Yeah. It’s just your AVERAGE solitary confinement day. Screaming insane people, new crackheads coming in every now and then, the worst part? Sometimes you just wish you could regain sanity.)

(WHY is it bad? Because the world is shitty. You can just hallucinate with your sleep paralysis demon named Bob. At least you can tell IT about your problems.)

Day 376

(The forsaken nurse came in again. Not for pills this time— but something… different.)