my grandmum does not know who the fuck i am. she’s like what’s your name uh luh-ren i’m your granddaughter oh you are? yeh i am. that place is fucking depressing. just a sea of old people asleep at the dinner table in a sitting position. and gramma is such a lush. jeez. she thinks she is in england and her husband is still alive but away in france or something and he never calls. if and when i get to be totally demented please push me off a cliff. thanks.
