I'm spending the summer days blowing mucus tissues, toilet paper, paper towels, and any chance I can find material to sacrifice to this monster who always wants more '. After a month in bed, exhausted and with a fever, in a filthy room and closed while others wallowed in the water, after many test AIDS, hepatitis, syphilis (because when you're all gay AIDS is always cold .. tze) after laryngopharyngeal pads and plates, that is jumping out of my first hypotheses: HO mononucleosis.
It took so long? And I said to the doctor the first time in hospital is mononucleosis.
Today is Sunday, a few days I leave for Berlin and I should make a selection of what I need to survive. I hope to be out in force to overcome the return trip without tonsillitis.
I'm in his room. My mom keeps calling incessantly to my father, they started fighting something happened this morning while I slept. He broke a finger, it seems she must have screamed and tried to beat him as usual. X The woman of my father (I'll call it so, not because its identity is unknown, but because what counts a variable) is angry with my father because he goes out with my mother. My mother gets angry with my father because he uses it and then go out with his girlfriend. My father used my mother. My mother used my father.
not confuse use with the help.
all this while I'm listening and throatsinging diplofonie. These sounds can be distressing if associated with negative situations.
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