Why is that the slightest mention of a vacation — some place to go and relax and enjoy meself — my body has to reject itself? I went to the bathroom 15 minutes ago and peed blood. Not a lot of blood. But enough to make me sit up and say “ah shit. not again.” See what happens when you stop and say you’re in good health!?
Dammit. I’ve been drinking so much water too. I seriously want to cry. But I’m not going to. Cuz only fags cry.