So this has been the worst months I have ever had. First Im playing with my dog and take a running fall on the side walk. After picking my self up I go to celebrate this new farewell to the fleshstival buy ripping a few bong loads. So then Im getting up to drive my girl home and she accidentally breaks the bong. Sad sad day. BUT FUCKING WAIT! The next day I wake up to the news that my big Sister is dead. Im first thoughts were great now Im going to have to drive down there and fix this to. Then wait shit, what the fuck shes dead. Then sad and crying. After getting the details it turns out it could have been an accident or she could have been killed by her husband. This I the man I already hate like AIDS and he might have fucking killed my sister. And it happened at the same time my bong broke. That I found strange. Then I have to go and see this asshole and help make funeral plans. We have to fight a little to get her buried in a good place and get him to let us take her to were our dad lives so that she can be with him. Have to be in the same room with the guy all day for the wake then fly to Florida and see him more. All this time Im trying not to beat the soul out of his face. Now Im just waiting to see what the cops find. Then for some reason I get home and feel compelled to break up with my girlfriend. What am I thinking shes only the coolest girl I know, I love her to death and shes the hottest girl I know. Its been about a month now since all that. So fuck now what do I do. 