there are certain moments... times when i stop.
when i am at work and it hits me and i get sick. i run to the bathroom, angrily having to pay people too much money to clean for me just so i can go home and be ill in the privacy of my own home without strangers walking in every minute.
there are moments when i stop, i look myself straight in the mirror and i think: "i dont want this disease anymore. i'm tired of crohn's"
as simple as that- i dont want to be sick anymore.
but how was your night?
emmielyles@yahoo.com
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
certain times
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