Aug 21, 2012 15:12
Dear Sickness,
I know this might sound rude and hurtful, but, PLEASE, move out. Out of my throat, out of my body. For good. Don't come back. Don't bother sending flowers. Don't even bother calling for birthdays and Christmas. I've had enough. We're over. Through. There's so many reasons I could give you as to why -all the pain you're causing me, the tears, the fever, the agonising coughing, the throwing up -but please for once just be mature enough to realise when there's no more things to talk about and just. Get. the. Fuck. Out.
Sincerely,
The girl who's THIS close to bring in the heavy Antibiotics.
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Aug 22
... aaand here we go again. Why does throwing up only seem to be a nocturnal activity? Very sneaky. Just when you think that hey, you might actually be oh-so-slowly getting better, then -wham!- you're back worshiping the porcelain god.
We are not amused.