'the worst day of my life'

love is real. but i don't know much about it yet.

my grandma's face and her fidgeting hands while staring at her dead husband.



GOD.

mom "oh, good, you called! can you come home? shane is on his way and i picked up hayley from school and your dad is driving home because we are going up north because grandpa died"

me "yeah i saw that, hayley put it on facebook"

mom "haha, really? thats funny. okay, well hurry up"




my family is so fucking weird.

throughout my drive home from school after taking my first test of this semester, here is what i said out loud:

'fuck
'what the fuck'
'what the FUCK'
'what the fuck WAS that'
'FUCK'

i didnt do well.


and then i spilled my coffee. the clouds are so dope they remind me of rome and i opened the store for the first time today and i LOve it.

every day is such a good day and i'm so happy.