hell hath no fury like cancer scorned
sometimes i wish i could go back, and then, sometime i wish i could go forward, shhe where my life will be in a year, in 10 years, 30, 50. but i can't and its hard, not knowing if i will be attending a funeral anytime soon. i try not to think about that but her name is amanda and she is my best friend, she wants to die, there is nothing i can do except be there for her, i just feel like that is not enough. i want to make it all go away give her adan back, have her never have found out she is sick, but i can't so i will be there for her, wheater it is to hold her hair back, or baked her. these are the things friends do and thats who i am and your who i care about.