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and another thing i thought of recently... how lucky we are to say goodbye to some of the people we lose in our lives. How lucky we are to spend last moments with our grandparents, aunts, uncles, one day our mothers and fathers. And what a darkness there is to not getting a chance to say goodbye... or the lack of a note in this case. I really love Gregs sister. She is very wise. I feel like if my sister Tiffany had been an avid part of my life growing up, I would be way less of a spoiled little bitch. I bet I'd be a little stronger, a little more mature, or atleast trying to strive for that instead of somehow contenting my mind to be okay with the fact I am an immature bitch at times. I wish my sister was around. I need a sister in my life. I wish she was here right now, more than anyone else in this world.