If Only He Was Real
I don't know how to even put it. My uncle is... dead. He's fucking gone. I wasn't even that close to him, so I can't really.. isayfhlksa But I feel for his family, who were all close to him. 6 kids. 3 under 18. 2 boys who he was with everyday. They played baseball with him, all that shit. And he's gone. His father watched him die. Parents should never see their fucking kids die. Jesus Christ.
I thought about it from my grandfather's point. Oh, god, that made me cry. His oldest son, of only 50, dies. Of the same thing that took his wife. Kidney failure. Even my dad's getting symptoms of it. Which you know what that means? I'm probably going to have it. klsjalf FUCK. I don't even know what to feel. I've always felt like a 40 year old man. Worrying about my health, and diabeaties and all this bullshit, now that I know I'm going to have kidney failure, fuck, I don't know what to do. My poor uncle. I can't imagine what his kids feel. God dammit. 4 hours, everyday, he had to go to dyalasis. Which is where you sit, and a machine filters your blood in and out of your body. I don't want that. No one does. A year and a half go, he was completely healthy. Constantly working out, being with his kids. Now look. He was a tough guy. Quite built. That might have been what killed him. He was so tough, about 2 days ago, they say he might have a had a minor heart attack, and that made him feel bad, which made him not go to dyalasis yesterday, which is what.... killed him.
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What a just god I don't serve.
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What's makes today even shittier, my loving, caring mom, who is always there for me, (SAR-FUCKING-CASM) can't even pick up her cell phone to talk to me about how I feel. Hey, thanks mom, love you too!
ALSO - Cassidy has some pretty fucking awesome friends! Friends who can talk shit about a guy who likes her to her. Over the internet. Let me tell you, if you're such a pussy, you have to talk shit, not even to the person you're talking shit about, but doing to over a fucking keyboard, moniter, some gears and wires, and a phone line, and phone jack? Boy, you're such a pussy I could fuck you.
Why is it that because I want Cassidy to quit smoking because it's unhealthy, disgusting, and many more reasons; that if you need to know more, you're a fucking idiot; well, why is it because I want her to quit smoking, a guy who likes her, but she CHOSE ME OVER, has to tell her that I have her whipped because I don't want her to die and want her to quit smoking, and that she's only 'another fucking stoner' to me, you know, since he knows me so well, well enough to talk shit to my face, or at least to my screename. Pussy. Also, he called me straight edge. Holy shit. I got called straight edge. Probably by someone who has checkered colored hair. Boy. I should fuck him up like a greaser would. If only I had a fucking heater. Or, shit, I'll just use a fucking broken bottle, or a fucking switchblade.
DUDE I AM SAD. I JUST GOT TOTALLY FUCKING WASTED AND WOKE UP ON THE LAWN NAKED! FUCK YEAH I AM AWESOME!
You're an idiot.
And a pussy.
And... JUST ANOTHER FUCKING STONER. Stupid shit, silly shit.
I think I found someone I could fall in love with. Her friends aren't that grand, but she's got a pretty face, and that makes up for it. ;-)
I thought about it from my grandfather's point. Oh, god, that made me cry. His oldest son, of only 50, dies. Of the same thing that took his wife. Kidney failure. Even my dad's getting symptoms of it. Which you know what that means? I'm probably going to have it. klsjalf FUCK. I don't even know what to feel. I've always felt like a 40 year old man. Worrying about my health, and diabeaties and all this bullshit, now that I know I'm going to have kidney failure, fuck, I don't know what to do. My poor uncle. I can't imagine what his kids feel. God dammit. 4 hours, everyday, he had to go to dyalasis. Which is where you sit, and a machine filters your blood in and out of your body. I don't want that. No one does. A year and a half go, he was completely healthy. Constantly working out, being with his kids. Now look. He was a tough guy. Quite built. That might have been what killed him. He was so tough, about 2 days ago, they say he might have a had a minor heart attack, and that made him feel bad, which made him not go to dyalasis yesterday, which is what.... killed him.
egvewwg
e
What a just god I don't serve.
safg
What's makes today even shittier, my loving, caring mom, who is always there for me, (SAR-FUCKING-CASM) can't even pick up her cell phone to talk to me about how I feel. Hey, thanks mom, love you too!
ALSO - Cassidy has some pretty fucking awesome friends! Friends who can talk shit about a guy who likes her to her. Over the internet. Let me tell you, if you're such a pussy, you have to talk shit, not even to the person you're talking shit about, but doing to over a fucking keyboard, moniter, some gears and wires, and a phone line, and phone jack? Boy, you're such a pussy I could fuck you.
Why is it that because I want Cassidy to quit smoking because it's unhealthy, disgusting, and many more reasons; that if you need to know more, you're a fucking idiot; well, why is it because I want her to quit smoking, a guy who likes her, but she CHOSE ME OVER, has to tell her that I have her whipped because I don't want her to die and want her to quit smoking, and that she's only 'another fucking stoner' to me, you know, since he knows me so well, well enough to talk shit to my face, or at least to my screename. Pussy. Also, he called me straight edge. Holy shit. I got called straight edge. Probably by someone who has checkered colored hair. Boy. I should fuck him up like a greaser would. If only I had a fucking heater. Or, shit, I'll just use a fucking broken bottle, or a fucking switchblade.
DUDE I AM SAD. I JUST GOT TOTALLY FUCKING WASTED AND WOKE UP ON THE LAWN NAKED! FUCK YEAH I AM AWESOME!
You're an idiot.
And a pussy.
And... JUST ANOTHER FUCKING STONER. Stupid shit, silly shit.
I think I found someone I could fall in love with. Her friends aren't that grand, but she's got a pretty face, and that makes up for it. ;-)