The person I miss a lot is my poppa. My poppa was my favorite person he passed away five years ago on March 9th 2015 . He passed away from cancer he spoiled me like crazy. We would go places and I would be right next to him and my grandma to he was only 67 when he passed. it’s hard to talk about him with out crying. My poppa wouldn’t put up with anything he would yell at me because my parents would call him at tell him what happened . Now he is gone and my dad is being an ass hat. I miss my dad to but there is a lot going on with that situation. My poppa would call him out on his shit. My poppa didn’t put up with no ones shit. my poppa would always day yes to me .
I always miss my poppa he was someone that I could always talk to.
zeeyellish 