I don't want to whine but I hurt my back pretty bad today while running. I'm really upset because I'm worried that if it is a serious injury that it'll keep me from doing the things I want to do in my life right now.
How deep is my hate for you? How dark am I? At the end of order and the peril of your life: Would I turn my back to you and let you fall? Or Would I give my hand to you and bring you safe?
My mom is being silly by saying I could have died from the car accident. Psh. I've been trying to pick some good out of the situation.. I guess it's a nice thought to think that at least the drunk driver hit me and got caught instead of possibly going on and actually killing someone.