last night i woke up around 3am coughing my lungs out. i thought i was going to start coughing out blood soon the way i was yackin' and blah. anyway, my throat was so sore, whenever i swallowed, it hurt. there was a small point no air was going through. the world part is that everytime i inhaled, there was a poignant pain in my lower rib cage and mid-spine area. so tell me, if i died right there, would you know? probably not.
so i ask again, if i vanished, would you notice?
if i left, would you look for me?
if i died, would u come to my funeral?
The last thing I want in my life is to be alone. The last thing I want in my life is to leave everyone without an explanation. The last thing I want everyone to think is how stubborn I was. The best thing I can tell you know is that I'm sick. A sick that I've never felt before.