June 16, 2010

i miss my dad more than anything. i think about him every single day although i still can’t talk about him unless i’ve drunk a large quantity of mount gay. it infuriates me that it hurts too much for anyone in my family to talk out loud about him.

i watched my nan grow old and fade in what seems such a short space of time now. i miss her stories and her always being there. i can’t quite believe that she’s not a constant anymore.

i spent most of being 17 loving and hating chris with such intensity that i feel exhausted when i think about the relationship that we had. and desperately wanting to put on blood sugar sex magik one last time.  

missing each and every one a hell of a lot

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