It's the frantic and panicky feeling that's surging within my veins. Impulses. I dont know to put words into phrases anymore. Mind's in a mess. I dont crave for a rich boyfriend. I just want a healthy boy, alway there for me. Im worried about the lump. Worried about you going through surgeries again. It's not something easy to swallow.. I mean.. I just hope that things will be fine after you see the doctor and take the antibiotics tmr. God.. It's scary. I can no longer picture myself being alone anymore.. It would be the end of the world. Touch wood but i really wish for the best. I need to pray. I need to send my prayers.. 'I love you' is an understatement. Besides my family, you mean more than anything else to me. :( im worried sick. Really. Sigh.