Hey my beloved friends. Please light a candle, cast a spell or throw up a prayer for my grandmother.
I took her to the emergency room tonight. She gets to spend a couple of nights on IV antibiotics in the hospital. Apparently a UTI can really fuck up older peopls..
So for the past 3 years or so, the idea of the 27 club has fascinated me. I'm gonna turn 25 this October and in the past I'd have said "two more years:
In other words, I was the poster child for suicidal ideation.
Things have changed for me. I still love the dark songs, but I no longer want to run away from this life and this world