"like violence you kill me, for ever and after.."
So my aunt left this morning, in a screaming rage of fit to go back to PA. Taking some of our stuff, the cell phone, and i guess in a sense, my best friend, the one i felt like i was "in the same boat" with my cousin Lia. Sometimes it feels like its so hard to deal with life on your own. I guess all you really have is yourself to count on and trust. I have this overwhelming feeling that they're gone for good. Then again, my cousin has absolutely nothing with her except the clothes on her back. I think that i just may be hoping that they'll come back. It's taken up until now for me to realize that we can only take things as they come, and in the end, that's what comes to make us who we are..