My heart hurts so bad I wish I had a knife to cut out the painful parts. I am a mess. i'm hurting myself. shaking and twitching and crying, and now i have to go to work.
So today Heather and I ordered a pizza. When we opened the box we saw that an entire slice was missing. Not pushed over. Missing. Was it eaten? Who knows.
I am crying and sad and listening to Cordelane's sad music and my Grandma is dead and I don't even know what to make of anything. February, and I didn't know until now. I haven't known her for awhile but she was a nice loving grandma once upon a time. I am tired of sadness.