Jawaad Umar Abubacker

Wow, what type of soppy bullcrap do you write? If only I had known what type of stage IV cancer I would have stumbled upon, I would have shot myself in the balls first. Now, here's an idea, you stop crying about your decent life and think of other people who have none, you're not in Syria or anywhere remotely dangerous, you little shit, gain some perspective. Maybe if you spent as much time on talking to people as you did crying yourself to sleep every night, somebody would actually love you. You need to just get a life and maybe fix your priorities, but most importantly, have some decent friends in your life, you become the people you befriend after all.
          Goodnight shitface.