My father was sick for nearly a year of an unknown ailment. Then September 27th, 8 days after we discover Stage 4 Pancreatic Cancer, he passed away. His father, my dear Grandfather in the hospital with complications stemming from Diabetes, was severely distraught and passed nearly a month later on November 4th.
I have been raped, hooked on drugs, lost everything I had or worked for, and now we are here. I miss my father terribly. I am clean and most of the time sober. I have found a balance, but am most of the time a fairly disenchanted, bitter and angry little girl.
My father had an amazing camera that I've been given permission to use, and so I will be online more often and finally showing off my passion for photography. I hope anyone who reads this is well, and happy with whatever state of being they find themselves in pursuit of.
~*MO*~













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"Disce quasi semper victurus; vive quasi cras moriturus."
(Learn as if you were going to live forever; live as if you were going to die tomorrow.)
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"Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, let tomorrow worry about itself, for each day has enough trouble of its own."
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A pirate's life for me!
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-britt
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please go to my new account ~autumnsxfalling
thanks
-britt
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