I don't even have anything to say right now except that I am so sick of this. Life has no point to me anymore. My life is defined by one worry to the next.

Lately, you know what it's been? Two main things, really: a brain tumor and esophageal cancer. 

Tonight is not a good night tomorrow will not be a good night it will never be a good fucking night and I give up completely on everything life has to offer me because I can't enjoy any of it. 

Fuck this entire world. Fuck my life. Fuck all of it.