Helps me forget about my cancer [0:16]
I usually like to throw the ball at the wall because I don't have to think about the deadly illness I have that's slowly ruining my life. My existence is just a nuisance. My parents are always stressed out about having to pay my medical bills. We're struggling because we don't have enough money because my father is a raging alcoholic who can't hold down a job. My mother is working 3 jobs and is never home, so I'm never taken care of and dinner is never made. With the illness + not eating, I'm starting to look like a fucking anorexic degenerate, just like Eugenia Cooney. If there is a God why am I suffering? Why do I have to live this life if I'm just ruining everyone else's? Where is the America my grandfather knew as a boy? We're filled with all this autism known as Tumblr. We have communists running for President (Bernie Sanders) and now women too? Why do we have to live in a world that's slowly destroying itself with war and famine? I can no longer go on living. Goodbye.
I saw God and He was weeping in Comedy
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