My Dying wishes.

My Dying wishes.

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I can't breath. I can't feel. I can't form a sentence. I'm Numb. Numb from all the pain that is slowly killing me, tearing my heart into little broken pieces which will never reconnect. I'm lost. And slowly Dying. Today is the day. The day everyone talks about. The day that everything falls apart, all the moments you've enjoyed, die. Nothing is the same. And will possibly never be. Today is my day. The day where i'm filled with despair and pain. Today is the day i find out i'm dying and suffering from the one and only bitch, Cancer. This is my story of how one disease ruined me for the worse and also ruined me for the better. How one disease gave me all the opportunities I thought I never would experience. This is my story of how one disease made my life full of surprises, heartbreaks, love and no regrets. This is My Dying Wishes.
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(COMPLETED) He's everything she hates. A rich, arrogant, cocky playboy. She should be repulsed by him, but from the first moment she met him face to face, her heart of ice ineluctably set on fire. He had one mission. Something he had struggled for his entire life. Something that he was so determined to do, he once believed there nothing that could stand in his way. He should have known better. Nothing that you long desperately enough for comes without a price. But what price do you have to pay when you start to spend a little too much time around the one you were born to despise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I don't have anything to bribe you with, only my own words. Tell me, how will you ever be free if you do not take a risk every once in a while?" "I take risks." "You may take risks that give you freedom from your life, but I have a feeling this risk is a little different on many levels, correct me if I'm wrong." I began to think, did one single day really matter? Maybe it would help, maybe it was all I needed to stop thinking about him. "Make the most of it as it will both the first and the last time you are taking me to lunch, let alone ever seeing me again."

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