My moms told everyone she possibly could this past week about me getting better. Yeah thanks mom. (Note the sarcasm.)
Now there's too many people up my ass about it and I don't want to talk about it because when I go back my lungs are going to be shit again. It's been like this for three years now why would it change?
Yeah, you're supposed to be positive and "fight" against the cancer, but my "fight" left when my dad did.
My dad? Guess I've forgotten to mention him. He isn't a big part of my life anymore. Once upon a time we used to play catch and train for football every chance we got. We did everything together. Until his football star switched the pig skin ball into an oxygen tank and his wife was busy with that kid. He left just over a month after I got diagnosed. Haven't heard/ saw him since.
It's the weekend after we heard about my "miracle" as my mom would call it. I'm busy studying for finals. Ambers busy studying for finals. We barely have talked and now she's always with Chris. PLUS I found out he's not gay he's bisexual.
I'm starting to hate Texas more and more each day.
I picked up my phone and decided to call Amber.
"Hey" she answered.
"Hi."
"Oh hey, I can't talk right now I'm with Chris I'll call you later." The beep told me the call was over.
That's what's happened 3/7 times this week and every time she says she's going to call back. Well only 1/3 times did she do that and that was just to tell me she wasn't going to be able to talk so goodnight.
Your relationship is going south and it's going south fast.
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My beautiful people
What do you think Amber is up to?
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