Yesterday seemed so gloomy, rain clouds rolled over my head as I sat outside of work and cried. I sat on the curb and wanted to scream so hard at the one thing I don't believe in, and that was God. Why he would take someone who has given their chance of life away is beyond me.
Around 2 I got the dreaded phone call, my uncle Elvin had passed away and I had no real chance to say goodbye. It's so fucking hard right now, I've done nothing but cry by myself. I don't understand this circle of life and how it determines who gets to stay and who goes. He gave up a piece of himself to save another life so he gets the shit end of the stick? That is bullshit and I'm so fucking mad right now.
I JUST NOW got over my cousin and good friend dying two weeks apart last October. When I thought I could get passed all of this and move on I'm slapped again. Grr, I just don't know how to feel right now. I don't know what to say or do but I know that when I go to visitations tonight I just might lose my fucking mind.
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R.I.P
Elvin Brock
You'll forever been in my heart, mind and soul. Not only did you help mold and create the person I am today, but you were there as backup and guidance. May you rest in peace in whatever afterlife you may be in, because you of all souls deserve it. May you look down upon us all and continue to help up through the journey of life, for the bumps and hard times are harder without your words of wisdom.
Xoxo,
Miss Classy Cunt
