and parties and other weekend, not to mention the hope of ... no, I think to feel vital, young and hopeful. is frustrating to see everyone follows their lives as peacefully and as your friends are having a great, in particular jorge. Yesterday we were talking. the smoking and I was delirious. he had many great plans for this week and I only had one: cure. he had "face" and I remove the "cross." I take my revenge particular, it goes without saying.
I think today is Wednesday, and I lost a little track of the days, and when it is summer. I have not seen anyone interesting (ie, my parents do not count) since Thursday, but I really started getting really bad on Sunday evening fever of almost 40 degrees, scaleOfri, a pain and a general breakdown in the body that I bent, dizziness and a pinch of febrile paranoya ...
PARANOYA: sudo
warm seas that leave me cold. then I see my friends. are standing at the edge of the bed, and scrutinizing me looking worried, but say nothing. then echo left arm out of bed, taking on the pose of a terminally ill (really painful) and I feel like someone grabs my hand and it makes me feel loved, and therefore protected. is a girl, but has no face. just a smile. thoughts begin to blur and that there was little consistency in them disappears.
something cool to be sick, now that I'm not dying, is that I can take lots of custard and see danone
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