March 15, 2011

fuck a bouQuet

dear once again diary,

today is a divine and outstanding day. i am mortified that the rest of the day will turn out better than the beginning, but iffin it does, i am prepared for that outcome. i feel guilty. a heavy blanket of thick pain that warns me of the other side of the life that other people live everyday. my dad just called. my cousin steve is in very bad shape. it makes you take stock in what you have- watching someone you love fight to keep what they had. i don't understand how the cards get dealt- which flowers live and which flowers wilt.