Aug 21, 2010 13:39
i ran.
i ran with dylan.
i ran with music so lowd it hert my ears but i sang and laughed and cried with joy
coz i was running
with dylan
and it was glorious!
yes ok, im not fixed and yes i swelled up like a bitch after that and my mum and dave went mental at me coz im not allowed to run according to the hospital....but i beleive once in a while we all need naughty things that let us free. and for me, that was it.
party night tonight to celebrate....life is good!
as for panic last week or whenever, i talked to him bout it and its all fine! i love going out with sumone equally as fucked up coz of wankers as me...makes life so much easier.
i think im completely in love with him actually. it scares me shitless....but if im not going to be in a wheelchair within five years....nothing can scare me or fuck me up!!!
LUSH.
everythings fucking awsome, and even things which still creep into my thoughts occassionaly with negativity...are slowly being cemented out of my mind.
ectasy