so my aunt died yesterday…
random as fuck.
she was my father’s sister.
yeah i wasn’t her biggest fan tho.
complete bitter bitch about her life.
hated my mother so you know i couldn’t stand her.
did some foul shit to me after her death as well.
well my cousin,
i usually refered to her as my “niece” in older entries,
was there when she died.
my aunt died in her arms.
from the description she gave me,
it sounded absolutely brutal.
my aunt did yell out that she loved her before she took her last breath.
completely devastated her.
i spent the day yesterday trying to comfort her.
she is pretty much alone as far as parents.
well she has my father’s other sister,
but she was asking if she could live with me.
she doesn’t know about me,
but what if i want to bring someone to wear out my headboard?
how do i explain that to this kid?
we’ll see what happens.
this seems to be a weird turn in my journey.
i won’t be attending the funeral.
may she rip tho.