I had a dream last night where she told me it was all a sick joke.

I really wish it was.

Her funeral is on Sunday.

The last time i saw her was last Thursday, the last time i told her I missed her was the night she died.

We were suppose to hang out today and eat organic food.

Though she may not be here, im going to get some and i will eat it alone.

Hopefully i dont start crying.

Why Jenny, why?

I miss you.