I promise you William that you are not going to die. I promise. It just can't happen, it won't happen ---
Please. I'm going to contact "Anthony" and figure out what I should buy for you and then send it.
You're not allowed to die. Look at me. I'm a Mid-20's recovering drug addict who saw a cryonics video and sobered his life up, got married, quit smoking and started to exercise.
You're going to beat this. Pick a number between one and 100. BAM. Okay, you got it? If you're thinking the same number as I am then statistically you should survive. (right, isn't that what WebMD said?)
Yes, I'm sorry I missed your phone call. I will call you back shortly -- or -- PM you again with a time to please call me.
My wife is asking me why the history is filled with cancer research and fighting information, and I told her about you. So I got the blessings of my better half to spend money
I promise man, I promise. (You never answered me about xanax, yeah you have pain pills -- what about tranquilizers?) I'm just worried, in the event that this CAN'T be stopped.. that you're most comfortable as possible.
I promise you, as Jack Kingdon Cole III of Lakeland, Florida -- that you will live to see Dec. 21st 2012.
It may not mean much -- just text on a screen -- 1010101's across the board -- but, listen, inside me is a voice -- a reason -- and if or if not you believe in Jesus, Karma, positive thought waves or rather means to end ---
You will be OK. I promise.