by Sad Café » Sat Sep 14, 2013 2:52 pm
My doctor set my appointment back a week because it 'wasn't an urgent enough issue'.
ah yes, the simple fact that part of me could rupture at any literal moment isn't urgent I understand
I have been trying to get a freakin' doctor's appointment for months now, and I've had this one booked for weeks, and she suddenly decides to change it?
Don't ever
tell anybody anything.
If you do, you start
missing everybody.
now hoarding all
butterfly wolves
Deep beneath the cover of another perfect wonder
Where it's so white as snow
Privately divided by a world so undecided
And there's nowhere to go
In between the cover of another perfect wonder
And it's so white as snow
Running through the field
Where all my tracks will be concealedAnd there's nowhere to go