Let's see... my 92-year-old grandmother was admitted to the hospital emergency room back in July from the old-age home she was in because she wouldn't eat. The doctors there found that she had a massive brain tumor, the worst kind you could get. She died from it on Oct. 26, but she suffered no pain at all except for the last two days perhaps. Then just this week, one of my "friends" decided to say that something I told him while HIGHLY HORMONAL (moody, anyway) was what I really meant, and said that we couldn't really be that good friends anymore.
So life has been... filled with loss very recently. Depressing, I know.
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Let's see... my 92-year-old grandmother was admitted to the hospital emergency room back in July from the old-age home she was in because she wouldn't eat. The doctors there found that she had a massive brain tumor, the worst kind you could get. She died from it on Oct. 26, but she suffered no pain at all except for the last two days perhaps. Then just this week, one of my "friends" decided to say that something I told him while HIGHLY HORMONAL (moody, anyway) was what I really meant, and said that we couldn't really be that good friends anymore.
So life has been... filled with loss very recently. Depressing, I know.
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