I'm trying to keep the momentum, my blog illustrates and exemplifies, and pleases me too, that I'm making a difference to some lives.
My eventual realisations of TKMS, in action, will mean so fuckin' much to me. I , or try to in the main, keep my emotions in.
Most would assume I'm a man. "They're awe the same", but you'd be wrong.
It's all about internal heat, and trying to control it. I've been doing that so long I can no longer, turn it off! I may appear rude, even.
My old man recently died. When I was initially told, I didn't react as most would. ^
The last time we actually met eyes I crumpled inside. My wife had to ask me questions, as I couldn't talk.
"what does he mean to you", with dad listening. "Everything " I replied in tears.
Cancer.~ I FUCKING HATE THE TWUNT.
It robbed my weans of a granda. Its left my mum alone. It stole My Daddy, and for that I'll come back at you.
My Way.
Perhaps, once TKMS is worldwide, making millions better or improved, true big funds will further aid the sussing of the 200+ variants of Cancer.
This is my true eventual aim.
This must, and will happen.
Just typing this on ma phone, has left me in tears. I couldn't see properly, as it goes, but this has given me "MY TRUE AIM", I hadn't realised this prior, in this manner.
My blatant obsessing started when he died.
"" I don't do, failure.""
I think I've shown this, already.
@KeithCa41469726
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