I Hope My Filthy Head is in Some Crosshairs.

Sept 5th, I think-

Larvae made base camp in ear. Its been full gestation cycle and little ones I see and feel coming out of canal. Post traumatic syndrome has nothing on me at this time. Tied buoy parts and hemp rope around hands to keep from scratching my ears off. Lost hope of anyone looking for me. Ass is wet, itchy, and red. Mouth is so chapped its shriveled into a pucker that cannot move open or close. There is about enuff open to get coconut juice swallows in and mushed banana. If anyone did spot me they would turn the boat around and report back about the creature boy on deserted island. I just hope the authorities shoot me in the head . I cant take anymore suffering. If I could id break down and cry a glass of thirst quenching tears, but we all know I can't.