Why is writing in my blog so hard these days? I remember that one year when I really loved it. And then those other years where I just kept doing it even though people begged me to stop.
Tomorrow morning I will have my last radiation treatment. No more "Teenager in Love" for me. My skin is healing and by healing I mean it is covered in scabs and by covered in scabs I mean it's tight and itchy and by tight and itchy I mean I have turned picking scabs off myself into a part time job. I can't TALK right now I am plucking off my scabs, please leave me alone.
I am so gross!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
