the sun'll come out
tomorrow
bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow
there'll be chemooooo
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terminally illin'
I am an artist and writer diagnosed with a rare form of bone cancer called Ewing's Sarcoma. This is an attempt to document my process and provide inspiration for other twenty-somethings who refuse to go the way of headscarves and hospital gowns. I mean, really? Cancer is fucking hilarious.
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Ewings Sarcoma
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1 comment:
. ...this makes my stomach hertz,,
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