your joy is my low

This song always comes on the radio. Always.

And whenever I hear it, I can only think of sitting in the car in Florida, the windows wide open in the middle of December, Toria singing extremely loud beside me and Josh sitting on the other side of her, cigarette hanging out the window, rolling his eyes at the song and Toria belting it out.

It seems like my vacation to Florida was years ago... O_O

Stuff reminds me of the weirdest shit.

My dad called and told me that my stepbrother died in a car accident.

It's been about an hour, and I still don't believe it. I don't think I'll believe it for awhile, I don't want to believe it.

There were times I wanted to smack him for being such a dork, but he didn't deserve this. Neither does his family, my family. Our family. My dad sounded horrible, and he was the one who had to tell my stepmom.

I don't really know what else to say. I still don't believe it.