texts: You're not gonna fucking die, all right? </s> <s> I wasn't born yesterday. I'm hurt, and I'm hurt bad. </s> <s> It's not good...
labels: Hey, bless your heart for what you're trying to do. I was panicking for a moment, but I've got my senses back now. The situation is, I'm shot in the belly. And without medical attention, I'm gonna die.