Monday, March 05, 2007
i need a hug.a very. very.very.very. very warm one.
i sound like a gay, aint I?
but. fate is pressing me to my wits end.
time had begun to heal my scar.
and i was to be completely healed.
but. why does it have to break open everytime,
when it is recovering?
and addition to it.
tests have started.
and O's are just few months ahead.
my body is as if it is melting down.
bit by bit.
every second.
and after a certain time.
i may juz melt down, and die out... ...