I don't know where to go, to escape this tragedy, this unwanted illness, so attached to me like the love one Ive grown attached to...but sadly i cant seem to bring it to thought that I'm leaving, not for a moment but forever. People say ill be fine, i can get through, Ive done it once, why wont i fight once more? these people don't understand what its like to suffer, the vomiting, the burning, the outside world doesn't understand, and they expect me to fight it off again....hm, what do i expect? these people don't see my pain, i hide it so well with my smile, my laughter, my love for these people...hm, now i see why they don't want me to go, i see why they want me to fight it off once more at-lest once more, for better for worst...but i don't do this for my self, or for these so call family i carry on my a**, but for my beloved friend...hm, he's is the only thing that will make me fight this illness off...hm, sad to say ill actually do anything for this boy....hm, you can say Ive fallen...

~Xoxo.