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So, I am slightly intoxicated at this present moment in time. Sorry if I make grammar or spelling mistakes.
My best friend's dad has cancer. This is his third fight with it. I received a phone call from her today saying that they gave him 6 to 8 months to live. It's so.. surreal feeling. He can't leave. He's invincible. He kicked cancer's ass the first two times and he was going (I hoped) to do it again. Why? Why does it have to happen to him? It's not fair. He is a good person. Unlike other motherfuckers who don't deserve to live. He took me to my first real concert. He was the only father like figure in my life and I am so fucking greatful for that. We always have great conversations about music. I'm so angry. Wanting to fight this thing called cancer as if it was a real person. I'm not trying to act like he is leaving now. I want to be optimistic about this. He still has his humour so I should too.
I needed to get this off my chest.
My best friend's dad has cancer. This is his third fight with it. I received a phone call from her today saying that they gave him 6 to 8 months to live. It's so.. surreal feeling. He can't leave. He's invincible. He kicked cancer's ass the first two times and he was going (I hoped) to do it again. Why? Why does it have to happen to him? It's not fair. He is a good person. Unlike other motherfuckers who don't deserve to live. He took me to my first real concert. He was the only father like figure in my life and I am so fucking greatful for that. We always have great conversations about music. I'm so angry. Wanting to fight this thing called cancer as if it was a real person. I'm not trying to act like he is leaving now. I want to be optimistic about this. He still has his humour so I should too.
I needed to get this off my chest.