Magic Ball
Sometimes i wish i had a magic ball.I want to know if my hair will grow again - a couple of inches will do, just so i no longer look like a giant moon face with patch of cotton wool on the top of my head. I want to know if there will be a cure allowing me to stay alive without having to inject myself for the rest of my life - it would be nice to see what it’s like to live “normally”. I want to know that everything will be ok when i graduate from university in a couple of months and that the big bad world that i dread isn’t really that big and bad. I want to know that my family and friends will all be happy and healthy.I want to know that everything no matter how big,bad and scary that i, and other people are feeling justnow will all work out fine in the end.
I also want to know when i’ll get my next cuddle.