My days at the hospital



It’s hard knowing when one day ends and the next one is starting. Every day is another sunday and another battle against myself. I’m not in here to get  a life, just to stay alive. A part of the living dead…


4 thoughts on “My days at the hospital

  1. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say “fuck yeah you’re going to make it, its just going to take a fuckload of bloody sundays, but hey keep on being the same stubborn mule you are and there’s no fucking way you’re losing” + 1 eHug(to be administered when needed)

    also, I like the pictures, though i favor the top one due to colours

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