Wednesday, May 20, 2009

I tear my heart open. I sew myself shut. Stupid stitches.

I disagree with the saying "snitches get stitches." Sure, it's a clever rhyme, but not everyone who get stitches are snitches. They could just be bitches. And yes, I can be a bitch - but I'd rather not show you that side of me unless you give me reason too. I'm all for making love, not war.

The doctor said to have the stitches removed within six to seven days. It's been two weeks. They're pissing the hell out of me. I'm seriously contemplating removing them myself. If I'm bored enough, I just might do it.

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