schobeleth

I recently got seriously urgent news.

My uncle Jack is on his death bed. He's been going through a lot of pain the past few years, and I think I'm not even going to be able to say good bye. How can I go on when all I have is a few strands of hope left? I dunno what to do anymore, and this time it's not just uncertainty within myself it's just.. loosing my grip of hope. My uncle Jack was... a mentor to me. I remember when I was really young, the years when he would come over our house and he'd watch me build away with my Legos, and he'd help me and cheer me on and give me new ideas.

Soon my grandmom is going to be gone, along with my grandpop, and... everybody who I hold dear in my family. Why the fuck is this happening. I want to cry so bad but I can't until I can go hide somewhere. God my eyes are fucking filling up with tears.

Why is it that the only thing I have left, besides my few good friends, is being taken away from me?? Why? Why the FUCK is it all being taken away? I dunno what to do anymore. I feel nothing, I want nothing, I just want it all to end.

I'll see you guys whenever. Reply if you want to.