So I am genuinely sad about this folks,
I am a nice guy. On father's day I lament the chemical and surgical neutering that my cancer caused me. For weeks after my surgery I dreamed of a little kid who looked like me chucking knives at my groin asking me "Why?". The closest I have ever come to a kid is my cat. This day always kind of gets me down.
Unobtainable Goals I guess?
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