Apr 08, 2007 15:37
So its Easter.
I fucking hate Easter. 6 years, 6 close friends or family die. This year, my grandmother gets diagnosed with lung cancer. Friday, I found out its terminal and no one wants to tell us how long she has.
So here it is, straight from the horses mouth. I HATE THIS DAY.
On top of all that, my 'boyfriend' decides he needs to abandon me because I said something in response to a 'joke' he made, and he didn't like it. So much fucking support from him.
Why does life suck so hard?