257 Weeks

You could be waiting for a day that won't come
Thursday, February 01, 2007
a message to my throat
Stop being a motherfucker. I swear to fucking god, if I wake up tomorrow in the middle of the night in pain, gasping for air, again, I will fucking rip you out myself. It's bad enough that the doctors are idiodic (sorry, residents) , I don't need you piling on the fucing hate.
posted by Fucking Bingo @ 9:37 AM  
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