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last night, while i was enjoying myself. watching uncle buck with my boyfriend,
happy as a kid in a candy store.
my aunt committed suicide in her hospital room, she was on suicide watch and the nurses i guess weren't doing their job. they're supposed to do a check every five minutes. it takes more than five minutes to tie a noose with bed sheets, and do the deed.
this has happened twice in the past year, someone that i used to be close with, someone that was amazing, that i neglected to give any attention to, died by their own hand.
my aunt had nothing.
her husband cheated on her for the longest time, she only has access to her children.
i dont know much about her family and social life.
but i know the haywards (my mom is her husbands sister) treated her like shit.
like fucking dirt. because she was the odd one, much like they treat my sister and i.
weird ones rock.
she had tattoos of her kids on her back, and piearcings up the wazoo.
i havent seen her since i was 13?
i dont know.
i feel guilty in some way, but i know i shouldnt. but i cant help it. i dont know what to think...
i know that my boyfriend made plans with me, and he knew that i needed him.
and he ditched me, to hang out with jaden.
this means hes getting high.
this means drugs are more important, so let it be more i'm portant than me.
i just wish i wasnt alone right now...
happy as a kid in a candy store.
my aunt committed suicide in her hospital room, she was on suicide watch and the nurses i guess weren't doing their job. they're supposed to do a check every five minutes. it takes more than five minutes to tie a noose with bed sheets, and do the deed.
this has happened twice in the past year, someone that i used to be close with, someone that was amazing, that i neglected to give any attention to, died by their own hand.
my aunt had nothing.
her husband cheated on her for the longest time, she only has access to her children.
i dont know much about her family and social life.
but i know the haywards (my mom is her husbands sister) treated her like shit.
like fucking dirt. because she was the odd one, much like they treat my sister and i.
weird ones rock.
she had tattoos of her kids on her back, and piearcings up the wazoo.
i havent seen her since i was 13?
i dont know.
i feel guilty in some way, but i know i shouldnt. but i cant help it. i dont know what to think...
i know that my boyfriend made plans with me, and he knew that i needed him.
and he ditched me, to hang out with jaden.
this means hes getting high.
this means drugs are more important, so let it be more i'm portant than me.
i just wish i wasnt alone right now...