After being sick for the last week all I want is some potato soup (it’s my comfort food my grandfather use to make it for me when I was younger and then other ppl would always bring me some after he passed) looks like when I can finally keep anything other than Gatorade down im gonna make me some..
crazy to think it’s my moms birthday today and im oddly got 2 years till I will be older than she was when I lost her and yes I fucking hate I’ve had more years alive without her than I had with her only having her for 17 years was the greatest loss in my life other than not of getting the last 21 years with my baby girl since her birthday was lately as well but at least they get to spend them together.. ugh being high and weak just makes me not care about keeping so many things buried inside.. December sucks cause the holiday and my daughters birthday and my moms.. yea it’s not anyone else’s shit but mine and only mine to deal with every year that I feel the whole month my heart is being ripped out over and over at the things I got robbed of 22 Christmas with out my mom and 21 birthdays and Christmas without my daughter.. well off to finish the book I’m reading I’m trying to finish it before I pass out since me and the bestie started it today and we are starting another one tomorrow.. st@lker romance take my sadness away till I pass out in the next hour