i never "know" how i'm going to die, i want to die saving someone. heaven would have to let me in then. but anyhow, i always worry about how my wife, whoever she is... your roommate, dieing in childbirth. i don't know why, its just something that i've thought is going to happen to me
I never think of growing old, but my imagination ends in my mid 30's. I don't think I like the idea of being old...so I pretend like it doesn't exisit. I always had this idea that I'd never get married, that I may adopt a kid or have a kid by some unknown man I never knew where the kid came from. I thought maybe I had husband and he died, but the father is never in the kid's life. and I live in a nice suberbian home with a pool in the back, and I have friends over sometimes and I entertain them all so picturesque...but I do not wish for that. I wish only to have lived the best that I could and have no regrets.
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now i just think i have an inoperable, ever-growing brain tumor.
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