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So, I just had ******** surgery yesterday (November 5, 1009). Now, it wasn't a major surgery, little pain, a bit of bleeding, just your run of the mill mole removal. I'm PISSED because there's a possibility that the mole was indeed cancerous. I tried texting my boyfriend on his friend's phone (they live together and my boyfriend's friend knew of the surgery and how I was feeling). Well, no one at all answers. No one tells me that they're busy, Cooksey doesn't tell me it's him, nothing. I'm ******** FREAKING out because I might have cancer (the way my luck is right now I probably do, this was my 3rd surgery this year) and the one person I thought would always be there for me and the one guy that would help him be there for me, ISN'T THERE FOR ME! Now it's the next day, I'm still ******** freaking out and still nothing. I think it's pretty much bullshit because he was there for me through all the stupid s**t, but he can't be there for me now. It's hard enough that I moved away and VERY rarely see him anymore but now I don't even know if he'd be there if I do have cancer.
*Sigh* I don't ******** know anymore. At this point, some random dude could walk in, torture and kill me and I would be just fine with it. But I'm not lucky enough for that s**t.
Off to kick some a** in Demonbusters.
<3 Purple
S.I.N.ner to the bone marrow.. (heh)
 Majik Ninjette · Fri Nov 06, 2009 @ 02:17pm · 0 Comments |
