I never expected to be diagnosed with cancer. I never expected Garyn, and getting close to him. I never expected Adem to be one of my best friends. We don’t expect a lot of things. Kind of like me, and my life as a whole. I never expected my boyfriend to die in a car crash, and then the cancer to take me away three months later, leaving my mom, David, and Lesley alone. I didn't want to go, I just did. We don’t expect that our lives will go to shit, just when they’re going where we want them to. Our lives are sensitive, and at the same time, we’re so hard on them. We put them in danger, on purpose or by fate, and we throw them away just to have a good time. We have to be careful with them, because we only get one of them. One life, one love, and definitely only one shot at making it perfect. And yes, I know you've heard stories on end that talk about losing someone, or dying, or even the side effect of it, but this is my story, and as depressing as it is, enjoy it. We only get one.
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