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Mar 31, 2009, 04:58 PM
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My favorite aunt just died. 
It's coming up on three months (April 3) since my mother died.
Life is so short. So fragile. Tick-tick-tick. Before I know it I'll be dead too.
I'm giving up caring about people. What is the point. Here today, gone tomorrow. Huge holes in the heart. Ouch.
I've wasted my whole life feeling sorry for myself. I've spent most of my time grieving for the dead.
I am tired of dead people. I am tired of me.
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