I know that it's killing me...it's posioning the best of me
In the last three weeks my life has gone from shit to being the guy that others look at and say "at least I'm not him".
I've been dumped, basically because I am not worth waiting for.
Grandpa was diagnosed with skin cancer.
Basement flooded we lost the carpet still surveying furniture and other possessions for damage.
Tom's dad died, he was the coolest adult I've ever met. At the wake tonight Tom told me that when he was holding a party his dad would always ask if I was going to be there. He liked having me around...I'm more torn up about that then when Uncle Mike died 2 months ago.
Comments disabled because where as your words would be a nice gesture, there is no one close enough to me to help.