Feb 10, 2006 04:44
Ah.. It's really early, I've been up since 2 am. I feel like I'm going to die, really going to die. Maybe it was serious when I threw up all that blood, or when I got in that coma, or when I was left out in the cold. Maybe it's still hurting me, I think I am dieing and there is nothing I can do. Agh.. I layed there feeling numb, cold and dizzy. I actually got up and attempted the most futile thing on the planet to get me going. I still feel like I'm dieing. I've been sick for a month, and that can't be good, but what is the point. I can't really see what I'm typing or saying or thinking. I'm to dizzy, out of it, of all nights why is it so cold.
I can't be afraid to say these things, because what if I don't. The next day may being disaster, and they'll never be heard.
I love you Roya Shams, your closest to my heart.
Alex Klim, we'll always be brothers.
Phil, you'll always be my partner.
Gater, You'll always be my friend.
Mom, I love you whether I say it or not.
I never hated you, my sisters.
I'm not who you think I am Brad, but I'm glad your here anyways.
Eric and Bryce, I'll never forget you.
I think I'm going to lay down, right here on the floor, it sounds... nice.
So, there is nothing they can really do.