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So as emo as this sounds, I literally "bruised my heart" yesterday. I got hit by a two hundred pound monster during my hockey game square on my chest. Of course I'm tough so I played the rest of the game. But on the way home I informed my dad that we needed to first go to Qdoba, then the ER. So we did, and I have a bruised heart, and a fucked up sternim. So it hurts to breath. But keep in mind this is all medical not just an emo boy starved of attention saying his heart hurts on livejournal so he can get the attention fix he wants... my heart is literally bruised.
Last night was fun.
Night before that was amazing.
I'm going more and more insane though.
Everyone needs to look at a bigger picture instead of saying they are an actually only looking at their own, needs and wants... or what they think they want. I'm sick of these selfish, melodramatic, attention seekers. Fuck the Kodiac Bear.
Last night was fun.
Night before that was amazing.
I'm going more and more insane though.
Everyone needs to look at a bigger picture instead of saying they are an actually only looking at their own, needs and wants... or what they think they want. I'm sick of these selfish, melodramatic, attention seekers. Fuck the Kodiac Bear.