today is December 19, 2006. you know, about three years ago I found out I'd had cancer. on the same day we officially broke up. the Worst day of my life. you go around complaining about how miserable you are. i tried to help you. you're so full of self pitty it used to make me sick. but now you're beginning to grow up. and with each breath your world gets darker. more hopeless. i dont know why. the next time you think you're having a bad fucking day, think of me and that day in December. think of how much worse your life could be. then shut the fuck up and stop whining. just go live your life, Jon. just go. GO! nothing's stoping you except for you. all i ever wanted to do was help you. but you've made yourself so Hopeless. join the red cross or something and go over to africa to take care of starving children. volunteer at Children's hospital and spend time with people who really have something to cry about. maybe it'll help you to realize how lucky you are. and how lucky you were.
funny, until today I had completely forgotten this blog exhisted...
Jon. You should listen to the person who left the prior comment, because if anyone knows about whining, self pity and making them selves completely helpless and PATHETIC, its definaitly Anonymous.
Maybe Anonymous should spend some time with people who REALLY have something to cry about and realize that they dont have it as bad as they would like to make everyone think
Anonymous, get over yourself Maybe YOU should go to Africa and spend time with people who have diseases, with NO TREATMENT and no HEALTHCARE or INSURANCE.
Oh!!! make way for the Saint of all Saints going to Africa. I hope the Africans cook you and eat you, you useless waste of human tissue. You still need to get over yourself, stop criticizing everyone else and look in the mirror. You aren't as perfect as you would like to think...
Oh what a victim. And P.S. if you had cancer that long ago and you are still alive, then I say you are doing pretty fucking good...but complain a little more about it...I'm sure the little kids in the cancer ward with no hair will know what you are talking about.
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agreed
I Loved you, Boy.
but you musta got Lost.
today is December 19, 2006. you know, about three years ago I found out I'd had cancer. on the same day we officially broke up. the Worst day of my life. you go around complaining about how miserable you are. i tried to help you. you're so full of self pitty it used to make me sick. but now you're beginning to grow up. and with each breath your world gets darker. more hopeless. i dont know why. the next time you think you're having a bad fucking day, think of me and that day in December. think of how much worse your life could be. then shut the fuck up and stop whining. just go live your life, Jon. just go. GO! nothing's stoping you except for you. all i ever wanted to do was help you.
but you've made yourself so Hopeless.
join the red cross or something and go over to africa to take care of starving children. volunteer at Children's hospital and spend time with people who really have something to cry about. maybe it'll help you to realize how lucky you are. and how lucky you were.
funny, until today I had completely forgotten this blog exhisted...
Jon. You should listen to the person who left the prior comment, because if anyone knows about whining, self pity and making them selves completely helpless and PATHETIC, its definaitly Anonymous.
Maybe Anonymous should spend some time with people who REALLY have something to cry about and realize that they dont have it as bad as they would like to make everyone think
Anonymous, get over yourself
Maybe YOU should go to Africa and spend time with people who have diseases, with NO TREATMENT and no HEALTHCARE or INSURANCE.
Your not the only person with cancer
Get over yourself.
I'm going to Africa in 2010, assfuck.
Oh!!! make way for the Saint of all Saints going to Africa. I hope the Africans cook you and eat you, you useless waste of human tissue. You still need to get over yourself, stop criticizing everyone else and look in the mirror. You aren't as perfect as you would like to think...
Oh what a victim.
And P.S. if you had cancer that long ago and you are still alive, then I say you are doing pretty fucking good...but complain a little more about it...I'm sure the little kids in the cancer ward with no hair will know what you are talking about.
Stupid bitch.
Love
Assfuck.
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