I don’t know if being educated about my illness(es) from an early age would have made a difference – the struggle is the struggle, no matter how much you learn about why. But I saw this on Facebook and felt, like, *yes*: It’s an image uploaded from Whisper, an app I’ve used, in the past, […]
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I declare this to be the year of sick heels, and also the year of not sucking balls. Happy 2010, bitches!
thanks to yesterday, I’ve had “Gotta Jibboo” in my head for the past 12 hours. That’s what you get for writing a post inspired by a song. I swear to god, I DREAMT about it. A dream of a thousand dirty hippies swaying with their eyes closed, every one of them mouthing the words… mama […]
I woke up this morning with a plan to drive to Binghamton to see my grandpa. “What’s the big deal”, I thought, “Just a five-hour ride. Then I’ll come back tomorrow for the PreCana.” So I called my dad, to see which hospital he was in with the intent of googling and direction-getting. Dad, of […]
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