Make-A-Wish. || Markiplier.
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I was diagnosed with cancer two years ago. I was fifteen years old. After battling other various illnesses, I end up with cancer. I guess that's the icing on top of the shit cake. They say I should pull out of it but I'm... Exausted. I mean, two years of chemotherapy is horrendous. I lost my hair of course, and I throw up about three times a day and for what? I haven't died, yeah, but I haven't improved either. Well, at least if I come out of this I'll be able to say I beat cancer right?
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