Nothing too bad has happened in the past month-ish. The worst things that have happened were me turning 20 on the 5th *bows, "Thank you. Thank you."*, and my dad, the most AWESOME-EST person ever...died. Yep! And guess what killed him!
"No no. It really WAS cancer. You silly girl. It wasn't what you think it was because we want to shelter you--"
It was my worst enemy. That adversary-that foe I will despise 'till the very end....drugs.
My father was a victim of the 60's. He was also one of those Heroin Beatnics that you see in the back room of late 50's coffee shops snorting coke and writing poetry. This man raised me. Can you believe it? I've always wondered why my mother threw all my s**t at the bathroom door when he was in there.
It was this lifestyle that destroyed my father and I will destroy it. If drugs were a person I'd SHOOT THE b*****d!! IN THE FACE!! AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE GUNS!!! scream
When it happened I fell appart. I got angrier at little things, meaner to people I should be nice to. I got over-confident in certain things. Less trusting....I fell appart.
I'll tell you more about myself some other time. About my "friends", family, and all the other borring s**t you don't wanna waste your time with. Like I give a s**t.
And always remember. It can ALWAYS get worse.
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Venting, Ranting, Raving and Yelling!
Whenever you think life can't get any worse, you turn the next corner and there it is......Life......with a pie...then SMACK!! Right in the face! And you never see it coming! No matter how many times it's happened! -_-
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