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As I was lying sleepless in bed last night, I imagined what it would be like to get cancer. Finding out, trying to keep finding other people from finding out, getting chemo and feeling like shit, shaving my head, getting admitted somewhere, etc. Then I started thinking: you know those obituaries you see, where the person who passed inevitably loved life so much? I guess those are the people who get obituaries.
Anyway, I was wondering: what the is so good about life that you'll go through all that, just to have a bit more of it? Another taste. Imagining it, all I could think was that I'd rather end it right there. Kinda hard when you're bedridden. 60% five year survival rate? So you can go through hell a second time? I'm missing something here.
Do you love life GAF?
Anyway, I was wondering: what the is so good about life that you'll go through all that, just to have a bit more of it? Another taste. Imagining it, all I could think was that I'd rather end it right there. Kinda hard when you're bedridden. 60% five year survival rate? So you can go through hell a second time? I'm missing something here.
Do you love life GAF?