no matter how positively try to think…in time, the wounds are opened up again….and its not me who opens them…people around be – the paternal gene giver – mostly, opens up the would and spreads the infection to the minds of others…thus…unhealing and rebleeding the scab of a wound that time healed…only to be wounded again…i guess…the lesson is…if you are going to mistreat or intend to treat someone badly…why not just shoot them in the head…why still make them suffer…of well…
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Scab
well this morning i woke up i felt so much better i was able stand on both of my feet but i was still a little limping i get to the arch of my room hallway and lean against the wall for balance and everything instantly become fuzzy and black spots appeared ( i have perfect vision!) i felt heavy and my dad walks downstairs and says “u feel okay?” i said “no” he told me to go back to bed my body couldnt respond i just fell over and hit the floor which than split my scab open from my leg so now there […]