When I was little, my best friend got cancer and had to leave school for a year for treatment. He got better. He came back to school. We grew up. We graduated. He moved away and got married.
He just learned he has AIDS. So does his wife.
I thought I was getting used to this whole "harsh reality" thing, but I guess not. I guess fucking not. Shit upon shit upon shit.
I'm leaving now. If nothing else, I'll catch you on the flip side.
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"Ernest Hemingway once wrote, 'The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.' I agree with the second part."
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