Another uodate and a bad poem
Well it looks like I am going to the Cleveland Clinic and I dont want to go. I just really dont care they want to do the same thing over and over again. Umm no. So I am going to find someone else. Besides being 3.45 a gallon we cant offard this. Then add the fact that they think that i am sick bc I am over weight when I am not that overweight to begin with and you dont tell that to a person who suffered with an eating disorder. Then add the fact that they want to keep for 3 and 1/2 weeks and i have to pay for a hotel room plus co-pays. You got to be kidding me.
Things are just serural life.
Head hurts all the time I am would not be surprised if a cat poped out.
Acat with ideas and feelings one of which I have never thought
Memories of days gone by and people that used to be
Wishs that were granted and never came came through
Promises that were said and were just imaganition.
Days gone by and weeks yet to live months that stand still
Behind my smile is thoughts that make no sense.