i can't write about it. i thought i could and it would make me feel better. but it won't and i don't want to rehash it. it was awful and i saw fear in his eyes and it sucked.
there is an end to this exsistence, isn't there?
My last surviving grand parent died a couple of weeks ago. Two days to the hour o my Nana's death, my favorite cat, Boo, died in my arms. The grief…
I'm back, bitches and bastards, TC paid for a forever pass, I should use it. The cops came over and did a welfare check about a month ago. My…
Having had yet another clever thing stolen by a bunch of what I have to assume are white middle aged hate macines; The line in my twitter profile…