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Tired of these early morning battles, tired of not being healthy, IF I even wake up from this surgery, there won't be anybody there to hug me or to thank the doctor.
I f**ked up so bad chasing a bu****it moments. Now when I need tangible things like a wife or kids or even friends I don't have anything to count on.
I'm flat out tired of this fight, what am I singing these consent forms for, so I can get healthy and go to liv and get lit? I feel like I let everyone who thought I'd do great things down.
There truly is no greater death than the death of hope.
I swear I'd give anything to never have to do this ever again.