I sometimes get headaches, it screws with my stomache, either makes me tired or boucing off the walls, and sometimes heals my throat but then the next day my voice is all hoarse (even worse than it started). But maybe that's just me.
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason
Updated On: 10/24/04 at 07:46 PM