Broken Bella Donna











{November 28, 2011}   My Secret Not-So-Sunday…

I never cared about death, about dying. In fact in a fashion I almost looked forward to it, without being suicidal.

Recently I realised that I will be alone and lonely and the last of all to go, should things pan out the way it’s expected. My olds will die, my siblings will die. I will be alone and lonely, with no partner, no children, nothing but a houseful of cats.

Though I prefer dogs, old lonely ladies seem to end up with cats.

Now I’m terrified of being that person.

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