i got gre-

yee Imma die :DDD

Yay, I'm gonna die-

His words splinter inside me causing more pain than the cancer. Terminal. Hospice. Comfort care only. He's telling me that there will be no more walks in the park, no more birthdays with Hank at the bowling alley and I won't see another snow season. My life from here on in is four walls and pain medication until I die. I don't want it, not any of it. Last year I put down my spaniel to save him from a a painful end, why can't I have the same? Perhaps if I scream and scream for pain medication I can get an overdose, slide out on a feather-lined cloud into the arms of the almighty.

Yay I guess I live

oh ye i got green-

orang ^w^

oh cmon i only beat cancer a couple of weeks ago now i gots another round of cancer

Woopee. Orange. Let’s get on with my crappy life that I don’t deserve.