party to celebrate a day of adding one to the number. i drink in the lavish and overflowing supply of enjoyment.
speed defines the want for a conversation long overdue, thus speed defines the rush for home as well.
crash went my world when a blinding light came flying through my path and kissed my leg with poisonous lips. pain and misfortune wrought upon me and my family.
break comes in different forms, from my tibia and fibula, my being a nurse, to my summer enjoyment as my birthday draws near.
and now i wait to be free from the hurt. to release myself from the helpless resolve stamped on me by fate. i wait for life to get back on tract.
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