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Bickering with the little voices in my head once more…This happens to be the 2nd death in my family, first my aunt now my grandfather. Yet I can’t seem to shed the tears as boundlessly as everyone else. My true inner-self asked me “Why can’t you cry as well? You see your mother going into hysterics yet you sit there only holding her.” I couldn’t answer…with that my inner-self questioned me once more “Do you wish you were dead along with them?….You do don’t you?…” With that I still couldn’t answer truthfully. We’re all here and living to die and dying to live. So in the end what’s the point of it all, besides causing others to drown in their own tears…

Such a depressing time. I still haven't gotten over the fact my friend's mother banned him from hanging out with me, since I bit him and left a pretty bad-ass mark. Oh well...life goes on, but it's still fawking with my mind and making me all...saddened.