I still don’t feel like my grandmother has passed away. It probably won’t hit me until the funeral tomorrow.
It’s so weird, I felt like my grandmother would just always be there,you know?
We won’t be going to visit her at her retirement home, she won’t be calling my house every day anymore….
My name is Marco. I'm an 19 year old college student from Montreal, Canada. I aspire to be a journalist and my dream is to live in New York City. This blog is a weird jumble of a lot of things. If you don't like Britney Spears, Lady Gaga, Ugly Betty, Will & Grace or One Direction, you should probably just leave now. Feel free to ask whatever else you want to know!
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