Ah, a lot of you will be confused on this journal (being that i'm sure not a lot of people read them, let alone go on my page while i'm away)
On the morning of May 25, 2012, 10:00am to be exact, I rest my bum on a cold metal bed. Faces surround me as a tall white haired man draws along my jawline in black sharpie. I squeeze my arms around my stuffed dog & shed a tear for memories. I try to talk as much as i can, even if it's nonsense. But soon after, I fall into a deep sleep.
Or in shorter context, I GOT DOUBLE JAW SURGERY. C:
Some may ask, 'Why a smile face?'
You see, before the date above I had an underbite. If you don't know what that