R.I.P cous
I woke up this morning to a knock on my door from my mom. She asked me if i was ready for the bad news, i hesitantly said yes, and she informed me that my cousin Stacey had died. Her friends found her blue after a late night of partying. I can't believe i'll never see her again. Everyone in my family gives her a bad rap, but she tries to do her best in a family where everyone is completely selfish. Sure she has made some bad choices, done some terrible things, but it sucks she's gone. She died on her mom's 2nd anniversary of her death. This day fucking sucks.