So my grandma, or the closets thing I've had to one on my mum's side of the family, died the 1st of August. It sucks, it hurts, it breaks my heart and I hate it. She had been quite ill in the last couple of years, and her mind was starting to slip due to senile dementia. She was 86, and would have turned 87 on the 24th if September. Rest In Peace Moster Sonja.

And I just learned that one of my idols, Mr Robin Williams is dead. I've adored that man since I was a little ankle biter, watching 'Mrs Doubtfire', not understanding a word, but finding him funny as hell. You are Free, Geenie, Rest In Peace, Mr Williams, and thank you for the laughter.

I'm sick of this. I'm clocking out for a while, World, so fuck you. Fuck this shit with loosing my favourite people, fuck this shit with being tired and sad.... Fuck this shit. FUCK!!!