some people try to count sheep when going to sleep, i just count you: one, one, one, one… <3

UGH. so. i was helping my cousin with a biology project thing she has to do for school in a couple of weeks, and when i learn/think about my heart, i worry that it’s going to stop pumping blood. and if i think about my lungs and how they work, i can feel them try to stop breathing.

i don’t like that i’m not really alive and just an organised collection of cells.

bones make me feel sick. especially synovial joints. and digestion is even worse. organs are uck.
how can my organs adjust to some positions i sit in?

i don’t understand how i’m so flexible either.

MEH.

other than that, canada is ACE.

~ by molly on January 5, 2008.