2001-11-20 2:39 p.m.
I think I have done some serious damage to my stomach somehow. It causes me great pain to cough, the sort of aching you get after a night out, but somehow more internal.
Just the thought of me having something wrong with me makes me cringe, if I allow myself to carry on thinking about it it turns to nausia, which then turns to tears. I need to cough but the pain of doing so scares me.
Of course I am being dramatic, there is nothing wrong with me, there are people out there with real illnesses and I am just being pathetic.
I'd hate me if I wasnt me.
How some people put up with me, why they want to know me, I will never know.
I will also never know why I put up with some people. Why wont I take the advice of every single person I have spoken to and stop putting up with them? I dont know.
I suppose because there is a chance, and life is all about taking risks. Life comes with death and heartbreak and pain, and there is nothing we can do to shelter ourselves from it. We may try to shut ourselves off from other people, but no matter how hard we try, there is always going to be pain.
All relationships end. Every single person out there who is single has never had a successful relationship. And that's life.
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