'And it really was like losing a friend... three in one year. Considering my luck, or lack of it, in the past few months I'd say that number will increase by the end of December. perfect.' Never did I think those words would come true. Thomas died this summer... Thomas = my mom's boyfriend who in all technicalities [sp] was my brothers and mine step-dad since he had lived with us for about eight years. When my mom told me that he had died I felt like I was going to faint. I just started crying SO hard and pretty much fell down on the steps I was standing on. I wasn't able to fall asleep without crying for two weeks. Life, and the death that ends it fucking sucks. I don't want to talk about Cali, or Wildwood or how much of an asshole/insensitive bastard my dad was. Maybe next entry.. I'm taking a break from the computer/internet mostly because it's in John's room until my mom can get things working and I get my laptop on SATURDAY. Much love.