I found this website where people use e-mails to communicate, it's for people who have lost parents.

Hopefully they can help me get through this.

Hopefully...

I just don't want to be me right now. In this body during this time.

I just want to be somewhere else, with nothing to do.

away from temptation, and away from life.

My mom doesn't even know she's dead.

She never knew.

and that's what I keep myself up late at night thinking about.

For some reason everytime I'm at work and thinking..I think about the last time I spoke to my mom ( Read more... )

I wish life was simple again ( Read more... )

She's dead.
she's fucking dead.

I don't believe it.
I keep saying..but it's not true.
Even after seeing the body.

God I fucking love her so fucking much.

How could she leave me?

I'm so sick of the fucking hospital.

My mom is getting half of her left foot cut off in about 10 minutes.

After that..who knows?

Paul just told me she's actually dying this time.

The disease got into her bones, now her blood. No one wanted to tell me.
He just did.

I've become increasingly worried about my best friend Julianne.

She called a few times before..and she said she was supposed to be home by LAST sunday.

She hasn't called since last Friday...and I'm thinking about calling her work to see if they've heard from her.

GET over it Cyberstalkers. I didn't do shit to you idiots. I opened up DGAF again for you, so go ahead and join, spam..but keep that shit there. I don't need someone fucking up my personal life. I'm just trying to move on, and concentrate on work and school. Is this really because you couldn't have fun in a little group ( Read more... )

Boyfriend.

Ah yes.

I remember what this feels like..

cigarette debt: i was like
cigarette debt: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
cigarette debt: WHEN I SAW IT
cigarette debt: i literally did

Shae Shae on my hair!! hahaha