oh, the lies we tell

26 November 2006 @ 16:22
my mood

Me: "Are you scared?"
Him: "Yes."
Me: "Why are you scared?"
Him: "I'm scared that I'll never walk again."
Me: "Don't say that. You're going surfing next week, aren't you?"
Him: *sniffle* "Yeah..."
Me: "So just think about going surfing, okay?"
Him: "Okay..."

Oh, the lies we tell.

He had a bad morning, and the only thing I can do is sit here and think about it all. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this.
--Annie

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