Category: f*ck that

Letting go

My Granddad passed away Sunday night. It all feels like a blur. I’ve listened to my sister cry on the phone, I listened to my Dad’s calm and collected voice when he called and I heard myself scream inside. I was two months away from going to visit again. Two...

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F*ck off, cancer

Sorry for being so blunt, but I feel like nothing else but swearing today. I am just so done with bad news. Another girl I know (over the Internet) was diagnosed with cancer yesterday. It just scares the crap out of me that I know 6 people already, all around...

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