feigning unconsciousness has kept me alive for the past 18 years of my life. unbeknownst to anyone but myself, i actually had no stomach. i became aware of this fact around the age of thirteen, so its fair to say that its removal cant have been much earlier. upon realising the organ was missing, i immediately reverted to a false state of unconsciousness, just as i had planned in the event of such an occurrence.
I have now been laying in my hospital bed for a total of two hundred and fifteen months, being fed thick tomato soup intravenously. i recently became aware of the reappearance of my stomach but am stuck here indefinitely due to the severe atrophied state that my muscles are in. The wallpaper on the wall opposite my bed has one hundred and forty 3 individual flower shapes in its pattern, consequently, each on of these shapes is repeated seven times.
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