in general, the idea and meaning of marriage is lost. but we have been married for nine years, the 27th of May.
fuck you divorce.
we actually care about our shared being, and the shared beings we have produced.
go fuck yourself divorce.
and fuck you cancer, for separating the God-fearing husband from the God-fearing wife, the God-fearing father from the God fearing children, three times over.
fuck you!
may your will not be done, cancer.
may your will not be done, individualism.
may God's Will be done, alone.
may we be submissive and dependent upon it.

