#Fuckcancer

I'd prefer it out screaming yes and can if possible each letter individually burn ritual, but unfortunately life does now not so. Life also does not seek not the cancer and my girlfriend. Although we before 2 talked about years, that their chances 1 to 3 Years of life could be limited, – #fuckdiestatistik – so we ignored it, not believe it. It is her irrepressible will to live, makes them so strong and incredibly robust, even if the lungs are riddled with metastases, the tumor occupied her liver … #fuckcancer

Yesterday she told me in the hospital, that the grave still have to wait for them, and when they cross places. We are sending ice sat on the bed and have the severe storms seen walking on the Kahlenberg. And today it is operated, or at least that is the plan, because it wants options, not want to give a little. It is this will, the impressed me so deeply, wanting even stick around. Weak it is only, when they look at the photos of her two children. And happy, because they can be with them every minute and for that she is fighting. #fuckcancer So in the sense …