So I'm wearing this really big shirt that doesn't necessarily belong to me, but fuck, it's really comfy. So I'm stealing it. Not to be confused with a certain shirt that was given to me, but is two sizes too big.
She isn't going to have a funeral. She isn't going to have her brothers and sisters cry over her departure, nor is she going to have a beautiful farewell. Shes going to be put into a pot and buried with her widower in Chicago. I guess I'm not going to Florida this weekend.
R.I.P. Margaret Summers.
Kelsey Rae
