Its over

[sourgrl325]

I went to the wake and the funeral last nite. Wanted to cry myself to sleep. I feel so alone. No one here knew him (although i do love you guys), and everyone in Reeseville knew him better than i do because they havent been away the last four years. my brother doesnt want to talk to me. i guess i should call him my ex step brother, thats probably what he would want me to do. i constantly want to cry and i dont feel like i have the right. i feel sick, run down, depressed, and i dont want to do anything but sleep. not to mention monsieur goldfish has come to port. woo friggin hoo. im sick of being a downer. im not gonna write anymore today.

still luv yalls
hanna (i think)