Saturday, 05/08/04 - 8:50 pm.
It hit me today. That my brother is leaving for El Paso on the 31st, for five years. I thought he'd leave in june. I thought I still had may.
So I cried. I cry. And I don't expect to stop anytime soon. I can't get over it.
Oh, and my dad has had the perfect touch the entire day to make me feel like scum.