Is This Fucking Real?

I am still in shock. I know this because I am not really dealing with Jason’s death. I have so much on my plate right now, it’s kind of ridiculous. I had to wait for a bio-hazard cleaning crew to clean my apartment before I could go home, and they had to get three estimatesContinue reading “Is This Fucking Real?”

My Momma, The Fighter

I haven’t written anything recently because my momma got sick. I mean, really sick. We have known she has COPD from years of smoking cigarettes. She was smoking two packs a day since she was fourteen, with a couple of breaks thrown in there. One such break lasted six years. She quit when pregnant withContinue reading “My Momma, The Fighter”