Inflamed liver. Liver cancer. Possible death.
No, this isn't me, but I'd rather it be me. Because the person who has it doesn't deserve it.
And then the stupidity of my own self is just amazing. I feel dumb. I feel lied and betrayed. I feel angry. I feel everything.
"Reach out to me, make my heart brand new. It'll all be just for you. Just for you. And you know, you know, you know, you know you touched my life when you touched my every whole and made it life."
nangal · Sat Feb 14, 2009 @ 05:13am · 0 Comments |