Listening to: Kansas: Carry on My Wayward Son
Reading: Where Your Road Leads and IMDb junk
Watching: Smallville/Supernatural vids
It's been five, almost six months since my last journal and with no responses I can honestly say no one gives a damn about me on here. I should've seen it coming since everyone I love/care about forgets about me: Frank, Jo, Grant.
If you want to get technical; Grant, my uncle, died two weeks ago. And he was *not* ready to leave us and IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR! He didn't deserve to die! My family has been through too much, we don't deserve it! When it rains it motherfucking pours.
And don't try to say that I didn't keep up, I tried but apparently my journal entries no matter how far and in between and random they were, weren't enough to even say 'Hi'. Thanks, thanks a lot. I guess whoever I love or loved could care less about me. I deserve better... or I just wasn't good enough to love anymore than a sister.
I have a t-shirt that says 'Ngi Ne Themba' which translates to 'I Have Hope', I used to have hope, now, not so much.