54. Boo Hoo Cjbeards feat. Scarlett

Sleeping, waking, sleeping, waking. I even used the toilet for a big business because I got a terrible stomachache for not doing so for days. Having done that first time in prison, I got myself the water that was brought inside, before going back to sleep.

I didn't eat anything of what they shoved inside through the door slit, and I didn't hear anyone talk to me again. So I smoked when I woke up, having absolutely no feeling of time anymore. Besides, it was really dark inside—only a really dim light that was embedded in the ceiling. I bet they would love to either turn the light on full force or leave me in utter darkness, but they couldn't. There were still laws. They also couldn't torment me with pain. 

I slept again, drinking, shitting, sleeping, and repeating. I conjured myself some alcohol, drinking not only water. And I really managed to get drunk with a few shots; maybe it was just my imagination, but it helped me.