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Cancer. I’ve been meaning to write about this for a while but I don’t know how to wrap my head around it. I’ll give it another try later.

I finally put on this pair of pajama pants that my Murph got me like two Christmas’ ago. After wearing them around for about 5 minutes, the light bulb went off in my head. OMG! They are rainbow!! And they have awesome pockets in the front. Like how have I not put these on?! I mean other than the fact that I don’t wear pajama pants a lot. 

I miss you guys. A lot. Come visit? Soon? 

We are working on things, I’m glad. Truthfully. You seem so happy, and that makes me happy to see you like that. Vomitrocious at times, but not terribly. 

And you…we are working on things as well I guess. I still hate you, but I do believe you when you said you really do want to be friends. You are trying, and I’m trying to work on forgiving you, one day at a time. 

Now, as for YOU, you can still go fuck yourself with a chainsaw.

Work. This is all I have to say about it right now: