my mom cry over her brother dying last night was one of the hardest things to see. Everyone leaves, but death has an extra nasty way of proving it. We’re all alone in the end.
fucked things up. And it hurts like hell not having her around to talk to anymore. I need to control myself when I get pissed.
that feeling when your stomach twists and you feel numb yet everything seems to hurt. it fucking sucks.