nothing will be different next year, I will be me and you will be you, and that is okay

All the time 👍

Fuck Cancer

This was an odd Christmas; I had a death in the family happen Christmas day this morning. I miss her, all the times she would say "ya know you are my bestie."

It breaks me, God, it breaks me. Regretting all the time I never walked in that room and spent time with her. Despite doing just enough I still can't stop myself from thinking about all the times we had.

You were only 52, but you had to let go, it's okay. Just let go, the cancer has been taking you over long enough, battling for so long. A strong woman, the strongest woman I know. She never cared about what a soul thought. Always telling me to NEVER care about what people think of me because I am a bad bitch.

I miss you. I'm sitting here in the dark of my room thinking about you, as my fiancé sleeps away. I need to let go of these strong thoughts of the past, I must, I can't keep staring off like this into the abyss thinking you will come back, or even like as if this is all just a sick dream.

I'm sorry that this disease killed you.

Fuck Cancer.

Fuck cancer, R.I.P.

rule.