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Winter has started out horrible. I have no idea what I'm doing with myself once November comes.
My Grandmom Isabelle passed away last night. I saw her take her last breath, no respirator or anything. She was 81 and still the only sane person in my entire family. She taught me how to read and basically raised me while my parents worked non-stop to own a huge house we didn't even need. She was awesome. I'm getting her name tattooed on me in memory.
So much has been happening, I am with a different group of people on a day to day basis. I stopped doing a certain drug, it's helped my mood out a lot. I don't really know what else to say besides I keep thinking about this kid and he keeps trying to talk to me like he's doing ME a favor. In reality I only care because I'm ten times more pathetic than he is and it fucking bothers me. I have like 5 boyfriends, this is out of control. I stopped having sex until shit changes. I just want someone to dedicate themselves to ME.
Halloween is coming, I can't wait. Time to eat some shroomies and get drunk.