When I was a freshman in highschool this girl named Bria died of CF. I'd known her since I was probably 8 years old, and she was a few grades higher than me. I just remember her constantly having to throw up and cough mucus and fluids out of her lungs. She was always small and pale. Shit like this makes me want to never have a kid. I don't know what I'd do if my kid got sick.
Post edited at 4:12 pm on Nov. 30, 2008 by Kates04
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Thought is a kind of opium;
it can intoxicate us, while still broad awake;
it can make transparent the mountains...
and everything that exists.