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So, it's actually been a year since Becka has passed away. I miss her. I didn't go to her grave because I'm pathetic. I will always remember waking up in Bill's bed to Lacey's sad voice on my answering machine, and knowing something was wrong and then later on finding out that she died in the Toms River hospital.
No stupid assembly in high school or show on TV is gonna make you realize how stupid drugs are; someone you love dying from them will. It's hard to make your heart happy on days like these.
I love you, Becka.
Oh, AND, I try to apologize to her and make amends even though I have no reason to, after she started shit with me about MY journal..(Oh, no, wait..she started shit with BILL about MY journal that she had to look in MY info to see) and then her and her lame boyfriend accused Bill and I of 'hacking into her myspace', as if we cared annnd of course: nothin', son. People are so ridiculous.
No stupid assembly in high school or show on TV is gonna make you realize how stupid drugs are; someone you love dying from them will. It's hard to make your heart happy on days like these.
I love you, Becka.
Oh, AND, I try to apologize to her and make amends even though I have no reason to, after she started shit with me about MY journal..(Oh, no, wait..she started shit with BILL about MY journal that she had to look in MY info to see) and then her and her lame boyfriend accused Bill and I of 'hacking into her myspace', as if we cared annnd of course: nothin', son. People are so ridiculous.