Walking On the Edge What seemed like an Eternity one could not pretend. Waiting for results seemed like it would never come to an end.

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Walking On the Edge What seemed like an Eternity one could not pretend. Waiting for results seemed like it would never come to an end.
Fuck Karma
Today I found a dense, tennis ball sized lump on my side. The side with no lung. It protrudes, but is supposedly empty on that side. The other side with the lung feels like squishy fat, nothing dense or protruding.
My husband says it could be a pulled muscle or scar tissue.
In my mind I have cancer again. I really don’t want to die. Our year was starting off great again, John started a great new job after finishing school, and I’m about to visit California again and start a masters program.
Now my brain is frozen, my body is tense, I sat in the same spot for hours coloring because if I did anything else I might not have been able to control myself. I fear the future, just as I was starting to look forward to it all over again.
Reoccurance
Day 2 is here! Take a listen to "Reoccurance"! A simplistic track that uses varying melodies to help fulfill what the song wishes.
Or something.
lol
Check out the Soundcloud the songs are being uploaded to: https://soundcloud.com/try-fold-track-a-day
Check out the song on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/try-fold-track-a-day/day-2-reoccurance
Its true i gess. The only way to truly move on is to fall in love all over again. But damn. Its so hard to do it all over again. Tell the same jokes,flirt the same flirts etc. but maybe this is my chance to do it right and just be me
Purpliciousegyptian