Can't stop crying anyway, why not?
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So...she's getting not good. And I couldn't resist her a moment longer, and I'm in love with the little twerp. She ran up and hugged me so tight while I was wearing her tutu and princess wig. Her sister (4) and somehow on the next level, accused me of being a large child. I didn't argue. I played with the girls...and my heart fell in love with them all. But...she's the one dying. And she's too fucking young for it. Her mom...god, I missed so many opportunities. She went from my vibrant awkward and sassy young cousin to the next visit...only a few years later...she was crazy mad sick. Wicked sick. She was so sick that she was the entire reason we reunited with the whole portion of family. And she's been gone a while now. Her father, uncle guy, was older when it hit him. Still so god damn heart breaking, dont you doubt that...but he had a bigger slice life. Kathleen is 8. And she just got her home hospital bed. And damn. There's no sense.
So...she's getting not good. And I couldn't resist her a moment longer, and I'm in love with the little twerp. She ran up and hugged me so tight while I was wearing her tutu and princess wig. Her sister (4) and somehow on the next level, accused me of being a large child. I didn't argue. I played with the girls...and my heart fell in love with them all. But...she's the one dying. And she's too fucking young for it. Her mom...god, I missed so many opportunities. She went from my vibrant awkward and sassy young cousin to the next visit...only a few years later...she was crazy mad sick. Wicked sick. She was so sick that she was the entire reason we reunited with the whole portion of family. And she's been gone a while now. Her father, uncle guy, was older when it hit him. Still so god damn heart breaking, dont you doubt that...but he had a bigger slice life. Kathleen is 8. And she just got her home hospital bed. And damn. There's no sense.