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We're not here for long,
We're only here long enough to do what must be done. Some of us aren't here long enough to do what we want to do. I'm followed by a long line of cancer, one of my best friends is affected by a tailbone deficiency that could kill her before the end of three years unless she gets an expensive surgery before then, and one of my other best friend is stuck in a genetic line of heart attacks that could kill the bastard before he's thirty.
Genetics are such a bitch.
But we don't want pity we want to help. I've come to learn that some of the kindest people have some of the biggest problems. Problems they can't solve. I wanna be like them, cause believe it or not but my best bros are my heroes. So, I wanna be here too.
I'm here... I'm alive and my friends suggested that because I spend a lot of our friendship assuring people they they matter than I should help others. So I've started jumping between my internet facets and posting a similar message on each one, but basically they all say the same thing.
Talk to me. I'll be here and I may not be able to solve your problems, but I'll do my damn best to make you feel better, whether it's to assure you that you are a vital part of this world or to tell you that you'll make out alive. So...
Talk to Me.