Not only do I hate Friday the 13th (any month it comes), BUT I especially hate February 13th. Yesterday marked the 6th year since my mother had passed away. I attempted to spend the day sulking -- which worked until around 5PM when Joyce & Kim came to my apartment bearing gifts & flowers. We played World Tour for a couple of hours until I was summoned to the shower. Once we met up w. Tina, our night was filled w. strawberry daquiris, chocolate covered strawberries, cake, a lil' alcohol & 90's jams. Took my mind completely off of my depression -- which is why I love my girls.. . all of them from my bestie, to my trio, to everyone that just made sure I didn't kill myself. Thank you.
RIP Cheryl Renee Providence.
7.27.65 - 2.13.03
Now for today.. .
Well, there's not much to say about today. I spent all of the beautiful day (at least it seemed beautiful from my window) in bed sleeping. I literally slept until 6PM. Now, usually I don't hate on Valentine's Day, because it always ends up good even if I'm not spending it w. Los -- but this year, fuck it. It's so depressing.
On the good note, he called. He called yesterday too actually. & we just spent the 3 minutes we talked telling each other how much we loved one another & then I cried myself to sleep. Sigh. Now I'm up & probably at my lowest low. The girls & I are supposed to go out for dinner tonight -- but I think I'm gonna stay in, order out & cry over love movies.
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i'm sorry about your moms, my dad passed when i was 16 so i know how you feel. your mom & i share the same middle name which is pretty cool.
IM SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR MOM BUT IM GLAD THAT YOU HAD SOME GREAT FRIENDS TO HELP MAKE IT MORE BAREABLE FOR YOU
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