Today is the day my friend, whom I love very much yet has not been on speaking term for about a month, dropped a bomb saying he might have cancer. It is just not fair, man, how can I stay mad at you after you pull the death card? and what you did to me was NOT forgivable...!!
I cried while holding ham and singles sarnie, sitting next to him. What else was I to do? The man is clearly freaking out, and he needs to see that I fucking care, and he needs to fight whatever the fate he will face for all those who love him.
Don't die on me. I need you. I can't go on without you. Oh, gawd.
