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i miss my grandmother. for no reason at all the pain of her being gone just rushed over my body and made me numb. i feel stuck to this chair, like i can't do anything else besides pick up my fingertips to write in this fucking pathetic thing. dom and kali are sleeeping, as well as jess. john is passed out in my bed, leaving me to sleep on the couch, or rather sit on the couch and cry all night while watching shitty television.
if this were tampa i could just walk next door, or drive 2 minutes up the street to taras. but this isn't tampa, this is orlando, and me trying my hardest to be an adult and grow up.
it's times like these i wish i had someone to rely on, who i knew always had a shoulder waiting for me.
if this were tampa i could just walk next door, or drive 2 minutes up the street to taras. but this isn't tampa, this is orlando, and me trying my hardest to be an adult and grow up.
it's times like these i wish i had someone to rely on, who i knew always had a shoulder waiting for me.