20-08-2010, 07:55
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she went in with a grade 5 aneurysm that bled into her brain, she never had any symptoms other than the occasional headache, the doctors said there was a chance she would recover.
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she died of an irregular vaspospasm
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I cried a lot and fell asleep.
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I'm going to bed again after I shower.
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Sorry, I don't have the means to take a pic, my phone is a nokia 1110, my laptop doesnt have a cam, and I've no reason to down a digicam, never have, never will, those 3quid throw aways you get from max spielman was always more than good enough for our uses, we never had much money, we just bought cheap and made it last. even more now.
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Why would I give a shit if you people believe me or not? What difference would it make? I only posted mt story because someone asked.
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Sorry I can't write like Oscar fucking Wilde
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Sorry I feel pain and couldn't elaborate the end, it crippled me to type that much, if you cant sense that, the story was never intended for you to read.
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for clarification, i used to say "wake up, its christmas" while she was in her coma because both of the christmas's we shared were special, I thought if anything could bring her back, it would be those.
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Life isn't hollywood, if it was, she'd still be here.
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There is no happy ever after, at least not in my case, and I do live on, theres been plenty of times i've though about face-stamping the concrete, but I see her face, she loved life, she never wasted a second, it would be an insult to throw away what was taken from her, maybe one day I'll get back on my feel, but for now, every single day hurts like hell, the world can kiss my ass until Im ready.
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Her name was Tesia.
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