04-11-2010, 03:33 PM
My great-uncle Johnny has a type of leukemia that is a direct result of his dependency on painkillers. He pops in and out of remission a hell of a lot; it lasts anywhere from a few days to several months. He's in remission right now. This is going to sound awfully mean, but it's his own fault he's as sick as he is now. Not to mention that right now, he can't even find things in his own house because he's constantly off his rocker on pills. -.-; I want to strangle his doctor, who knows full well that he's addicted to painkillers yet still keeps prescribing them anyway!
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!