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It's funny that a few days ago I was thinking to myself "I don't think i'll cry if my parents die, i'm too detached from people these days"
This morning my dad died around 11am.
I've been crying on and off since.
He may have been an arse sometimes, but he was my dad, he was part of me, and I know that there was a lot of love somewhere there. And me for him too.
I don't really know what to do now, but all of a sudden I'm feeling really alone in the world.
This morning my dad died around 11am.
I've been crying on and off since.
He may have been an arse sometimes, but he was my dad, he was part of me, and I know that there was a lot of love somewhere there. And me for him too.
I don't really know what to do now, but all of a sudden I'm feeling really alone in the world.