THIS BELTCHING AND ANXIETY KEEPS WOUNDERING HOW I SEVIVED A NOTHER
DAY IT IS GETTING TO HARD DEEP SEEDED LINES AND DARKNESS A DISSORTED FACE
I LOOK AND LOOK AGAIN THIS IS NOT THE PERSON I REMAMBER SQUENED EYES WILL NOT STAY OPEN BREATHING IS HARD THIS DOC WANTS TO GIVE ME THIS MED THAT DOC WANTS TO GIVE ME SOME THING ELESE IT IS KILLING ME SLOWLY IT IS ALMOST MID NIGHT I HAVE CATS A STUFFED BARE I DRANK SOME MILK MY EYES BURN I CAN NOT GET USE TO THAT PERSON IN THEV MERRA WHOS THAT IT FREKS ME OUT SO I HIDE I TRY NOT TO TALK TO TO MANY PEOPLE EXEPT THE PEOPLE AT THE CORNER RESTERANT BEST NOT TO SEE THIS FACE IT WOULD PUT YOU IN SHOCK YES YEARS AGO I WENT TO A PARTY I SHOULD NOT HAVE GONE TO AND BRIAN LEWIS HIT ME IN THE Face DID NOT GO AWAY COMPLEATLY I MISS THE OLD ME I SHOULD OF TAKEN BETTER CARE OF IM A COMPLAINER I KNOW THANK YOU FOR READING