Support groups are half my life. I mean shure there great and I meet people like me but they don't effect my life not that my life is going to be forever.
My life was supposed to be short, not happy or sweet but short and painful. Any mother wouldn't want the impossible to happen to there kid and yet it happened to me. It was frustrating at first when I heard the news I mean just knowing you had a 80% chance of dying is horrible right. I was supposed I be healthy out going to parties and having a good time but no
I'm sick and I will be sick intel there is some magical cure.
That's right I have cancer. I'm 17 years old and am living with the most awful, beastly, cruel, detestable cancer.
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RandomMila reliduka was a innocent girl untell the cancer hit her. Now recovering turns her into a hard core sex machine. Having Benefits with her friend can cause her to join the csc known as the cancer sex community. There she meets a boy named zach who...
