The heart of a broken story.
My grandmother died on monday.
sunday, she fell, and hit her head at my house. they believe she had a stroke. she was at least 50% brain dead by the time she got to the hospital, and her brain stem didnt work. she was left on life support until her sons were able to see her. they took her off life support and she died on monday.
by all intents and purposes, she was dead when she hit the ground.
theres a small stain of blood near my steps.
i had been able to ignore the situation til about monday afternoon. when i saw the stain, i lost it.
since then, im all over the place with emotions.
my sun-eyed girl has helped hold me together.
thats a story for another time.
my friends have either all just been oblivious, or complete and total pieces of shit.
so if your name isnt katrina or alex, you can pretty much go fuck yourself.
garage band has been eerily on my side. strangely copacetic. i tend to find ways to get infuriated with programs of that nature. but its been doing exactly what i hoped it would. and even though im missing 3/4ths of a screen, and lots of RAM, im able to work around my limits. thank you for that.
but, these days, my one track mind dead ends.
im not sure how ill hold up over this weekend.
i could very well collapse and crush.
i could very well move mountains.
ill just play it by ear.
after all...
im so bad at this.
sunday, she fell, and hit her head at my house. they believe she had a stroke. she was at least 50% brain dead by the time she got to the hospital, and her brain stem didnt work. she was left on life support until her sons were able to see her. they took her off life support and she died on monday.
by all intents and purposes, she was dead when she hit the ground.
theres a small stain of blood near my steps.
i had been able to ignore the situation til about monday afternoon. when i saw the stain, i lost it.
since then, im all over the place with emotions.
my sun-eyed girl has helped hold me together.
thats a story for another time.
my friends have either all just been oblivious, or complete and total pieces of shit.
so if your name isnt katrina or alex, you can pretty much go fuck yourself.
garage band has been eerily on my side. strangely copacetic. i tend to find ways to get infuriated with programs of that nature. but its been doing exactly what i hoped it would. and even though im missing 3/4ths of a screen, and lots of RAM, im able to work around my limits. thank you for that.
but, these days, my one track mind dead ends.
im not sure how ill hold up over this weekend.
i could very well collapse and crush.
i could very well move mountains.
ill just play it by ear.
after all...
im so bad at this.