ChangeIt can be good, it can be bad. But no matter what, we remember what we had. Fortunate for us, to have those memories. To cherrish forever, and tell as stories. To our children, and to their kids. These stories reflect, what all we did. But then came change, and so we part. But you'll still be with me, in my heart. Forever and always, until the end. But the river forks, and takes a bend. And so i say, adieu to you. Not matter what, we'll both pull through. This difficult time, of change and woe.Change
get down with the sicknessstill got a 102 temp... down 2 degrees in 2 days... it comes... and it goes... but then it comes back... and i feel like shit... and whenever i lie down... i can't get comfortable... because being sick... is fucking with my muscles... and making them sore... so that no matter what position i'm in... it hurts... so maybe i'll just take a bunch of meds... to make the pain go away... but i won't... that would be irresponsible... so i guess... all i can do... is sit here... in pain... in agony... and with the knoledgget down with the sickness
Hey, it's been a while hasn't it?
Isolated
Previous Page123Next Page