Life is a cruel mistress.
Butters passed away. I got the news from my dad last night and I bawled my eyes out on the kitchen floor. It's so devastating to have bad news after bad news. I didn't even get to hold him.
He's somewhere over the rainbow now with Jem. I can't believe my year started off so shittily. I'm beyond devastated. I'm so mad.
Life is a funny joke sometimes.
I hope you had a good week with mum and dad, boy. I understand now why people spend so much on burial plots and beautifully carved gravestones on tiny little babies.
The tinier the baby, the bigger the heartbreak. I just hope this misery stops.
Hope you guys had a good start to your new year.