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my dad called me today to let me know that my grandfather passed away last night.
even nilipokuwa mtoto mdogo, i always thought that when this day would come, i would feel nothing, because i never really had a relationship with him. we never really hung out or had anything in common.
but why am i crying so much right now?
and it makes everything else in my life seem so little, so small.
i've never been to a funeral. and i probably won't be at this one, but i... i'm just so fucked up right now.
i was waiting on a moment...but the moment never came...--the flaming lips
just seems very appropriate right now, because i never really had a moment where i felt like i LOVED my grandfather. i've never called him "grandpa" because we've never had that relationship. i've always called him "tim".
its all over now. fine. mwisho.
even nilipokuwa mtoto mdogo, i always thought that when this day would come, i would feel nothing, because i never really had a relationship with him. we never really hung out or had anything in common.
but why am i crying so much right now?
and it makes everything else in my life seem so little, so small.
i've never been to a funeral. and i probably won't be at this one, but i... i'm just so fucked up right now.
i was waiting on a moment...but the moment never came...--the flaming lips
just seems very appropriate right now, because i never really had a moment where i felt like i LOVED my grandfather. i've never called him "grandpa" because we've never had that relationship. i've always called him "tim".
its all over now. fine. mwisho.