...*And I'll wait for the Good Lord, to make me feel better.
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders;
'a family in crisis'--that only grows older.
So why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?
Why'd you have to go?*...
You know what really grinds my gears
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if you ever need to talk, call ME. i feel pretty similar to you. about my own grandma and yours. i went over to jackie's yesterday and it just felt weird. i hung out with your aunt for a bit but i just felt like your nan was getting her hair done, or food shopping or sleeping even. cause i just can't picture her not coming back to the bronx, to that house.
stay strong, she's still with you =)
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