Dreadful.

My little cousin is really sick. There might be something wrong with his heart. Man. This pulls on my heartstrings. He's only 6. I know he'll be okay. He's made that way. It's times like this when nothing else is worth being concerned about. I got no job. Mad bills. I'm in a stupor. None of that matters. I'm ok. People can't be replaced. I miss him. I hate hospitals. Free Dip =]