If anyone cares, I need to get something of my chest.

Just about an hour ago, I learned that my grandfather was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer. When I heard this, I was beside myself. I've been close to him, ever since I was a kid. And now... just, damn it all to hell. How does a man who works in the church, charity and helping people recover from illness end up getting f*cked over, when there's people out there who kill, rape, steal and they're all in perfect health?! Just... damn it.

...I'm sorry. I'm a bit upset right now. I just needed to put it into words and art. And please, don't complain about the art looking like shit. I sketched it in less than 5 minutes, so yeah, of course it sucks.

So, if anyone in the world cares, just let me know. I could really use some kind words right now...