I haven't been online for a while, due to personal troubles.
But guess what? James kissed me on a whim, and then later told me that he'd just been diagnosed with full blown AIDs. I yelled at him for not telling me straight away, and we cried, and yelled, and kissed again, then cried some more and yelled until there was nothing left to give.
Go Raiden. Ain't you good at picking them?
So a few days later he got admitted to the hospital. Turns out it was worse than they'd thought, but I don't know the actual details. All I know is once again I'm destined to spend months by a hospital bed as one of the brightest lights in this dark world dies.
Tis short, but I don't have much to say. I'm depressed and cursing the god that created me.
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Will draw for gold.[/size:5db1b837da]
[b:5db1b837da]Be asexual;;
Skip the sex and go straight to romance.[/b:5db1b837da][/size:5db1b837da]
Draw My OCs?[/align:5db1b837da]
[b:5db1b837da]Be asexual;;
Skip the sex and go straight to romance.[/b:5db1b837da][/size:5db1b837da]
Draw My OCs?[/align:5db1b837da]