my birthday
the begining, the end. Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to die on the day you were born. slowly falling apart, I am. Im so cold. I went to bed this morning at 6 drunk off my ass. I recieved 2 dozen roses and ballons from amy and carnations and ballons from Courtney, around sometime last night, before 12 o clock midnight. rushed my grandfather to the hospital, which now he is admitted. I was suppose to be doing things with my grandmother today, but of course Jeanne to the rescue has screwed something else up for me once again ( I highly doubt that my grandmother will even go up to the hospital. i know you were probably thinking... Heather he is in the hospital, but he told her to drop dead... divorce and all that jazz, so i highly doubt that she will) Jeanne called at 2 in the morning just to rub in my face about grandma being there, and cassidy missing her. I was shit faced, and had way to much to drink. my new years resolution.... quit drinking when I get upset or in general thats even better. So my grandmother came home at 8 this morning after I stayed up till 6 wating for her. Jeanne calls when she walks in the door, and I hear my grandmother telling her that she will be out there as soon as she wakes up, so I called and talk to my mom this morning for awhile. As soon as I heard her voice I broke down. I probably cried for an hour and a half, till I was shaking so bad i couldnt hold a ciggerette. oh well. another birthday, ruined not by my own poor judgement but by my fucking family, and they wonder why I do the shit I do.
As for some of you that have read my past Journal. they're will be no rest in peace entry this time around.
As for some of you that have read my past Journal. they're will be no rest in peace entry this time around.