Wednesday, October 7, 2015

759 - The syringes, the results.

Everything changes, even if it doesn't look like it, like my fears of blood tests. When I was little, it scared me to death taking a blood test, because I was afraid of syringes, and now that I've grown up, it still scares me; but not due to the syringes anymore, but for the results and all the illness I could have caught during for living a wild life during all those years.

The end.

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