We just got the call..
my mammaw may have cancer.
I answer the phone to my aunt crying..
Was it the cigarettes,
that no one could pry from your fingers?
Its sad.
but the truth is, I can't even cry.
I don't really know how to be sad
about anything other than Chris anymore.
My heart is hardened to feel that emotion.
melt my heart..
2010 bites.