Cancer.... The Trump Card for Men.....

So this piece of shit happened numerous times by people I deemed "friends".... but it is amazing what men would do, just to save a piece of ass and try to make themselves look like Demi-Gods by showing some kind of pity for another soul. First off, for the record, I don't, never have and never will pity myself when it comes to my Cancer. I never saw it as a reason to NOT do anything, but more as a fuel to keep me strategizing to be a few steps ahead of the average folk. With that being clarified...... Unfortunately, there are some men in my life that realizes that the piece of ass that they have right now, be it as ghetto as ever, equipped with beer nipples and a quint that can suck poison out of a snake bite (this woman exist in my dreams), is the only ass they will ever get. So keeping that in check and close is essential to their everyday existence. Cause God knows that they pitch a tent and use that hardie every time they get a chance.... (right, who you foolin') At the age that you boys rock and the lifestyle that hardie, truthfully my friends ain't going to last more than two seconds with that amazon woman that you seem to be so lucky to get on your arm. From what I have recognized, having me as a friend to these men seem to be a course for some anxiety and aggression for these lasses they have perched on their trophy pedestals. It could be that I really don't take anything too seriously and I crack some funnies to some detrimental situation that they always seem to be facing. (cause cancer is sooo much fun to have and your situation is sooo grand compared... steups...) All in all, for the females, you DON'T have beer nipples stamped and certified by Carib, you DON'T have a vagina that can suck the poison out of a snake bite...You are just another female that is going to get the sweetest horn in a matter of days, or probably as we speak. So, don't throw God out of your mind and be hating someone that really could not care less whether you exists in your miserable life. And for God sake, find something else to say other than and i quote, "I am diseased and all the pain i go through its good for me.." sigh.... you are so unfortunate, I really cant get upset with you, because you are going through a self hate, self mutilated ego that will never stand against a Cancer patient looking, sounding and behaving like myself.. and by the by (this hair is real).....Probably you should get some cancer and the guy might pity you a bit more than some superficial claims you make just to keep his attention. Isn't it tiring???? Sad... my advice, do a course... :) To the testicular lacking guy "friends" and I use that term friend loosely. Grow some and stop making me feel I have yours, your brothers, your fathers and every male friend you know. don't use my cancer as your trump card.... typical line I am told by said female partners... "oh but babes, I only talk to her because she has cancer... and I feel sorry for her..."..... Dude, feel sorry for yourself....and your at the time female friend.... both of you all are sad excuses for life... and behave... geez n ages.... nothing is wrong with having friends. And stop pointing fingers and "pitying" those that have cancer, they are way better off than you with all the bills and pills and pain they go through... And might I add, they look hella better. So ladies, keep it real, hit the gym more than you hit your works cafeteria, try to ensure their is cloth for everyone and don't be selfish and buy the bails to cover you large posterior..... To the males... take back you sack.... and actually learn to use it. Don't have this female teach you. Sprinkles and Unicorns to the grandmas and the fetus' that have so much to say... Shout out to all the ghost guys that just have a name and nothing to support it.... This CANCER patient ain't going anywhere.... LOVE YALL!!!!! BITCHES!!!! S.A.Singh......