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Some time last week I found out that my aunt was in the hospital and she propably wasnt goign to live for much longer. She had cancer and all the years of drugs and god knows what else had finally caught up to her. See, she was one of those drugged out and messed up ladies. She had three kids who all ended up in foster homes and/or jail. But,
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I know what that feels like though. One time I had to go to SF just for my uncle's funeral..the thing is that I never even knew him. They told me I did meet him before when I was wayy younger. But how could've I known that?
Everyone was sad and crying..and I felt bad for not feeling anything that I cried. o.o
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