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Lately i just feel like I’m being used. You will be up my ass when you know I can give you your high but when I just want to hang out and have a good time you bail on me bc you “fell asleep”. I’ve been there for you whenever you’ve needed it, whether it be a place to crash or just someone to listen to you vent. I don’t even know why I bother trying to make plans with you anymore bc everyone else it involves just laugh when they hear your coming and I sit there and look like the fool bc thought you’d might show. I should just give up.

My heart is absolutely breaking watching him go through this and not being able to make this all just go away

I’m scared out of my mind for Monday and Tuesday…..

The past 24 hrs have been a nightmare. I will never forget the call he got, his sister frantically yelling at him to go to his parents house. The look of horror on his face. The drive there seemed to have taken forever though I was traveling well beyond the speed limits yet trying to keep the car under control from the ice. The death of his mom has been so surreal. It’s frightening how you can see someone and not think about that possibly being the last time you see them alive. The next few days will be harder and I’m not sure how to handle it. The closest family member of mine to pass was my grandma Higgins. I still cry to this day, like I will forever mourn her as if her death was as recent as that day. But for him I can’t imagine. She was his best friend, he looked up to her and his mother. She gave him life. She was the sweetest woman and I absolutely loved visits with her. And now she’s gone and so unexpectedly. I wish I could take away his pain, his nightmares and his sadness but in the end all I can do is be there for him. To be his support through this difficult time.

It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.
Lemony Snicket (via disturbingly)

That moment when you want to tell your best friend about the sex dream you had of her but fight the urge to not turn the texts into sexting


Fox in a Snowstorm by thrumyeye