Why do bad things always come in a bundle? Things are coming to a bottleneck and I am at a complete loss. I am sick of acting tough, sick of putting up a brave front. I need a shoulder to cry on, but gone are the times when I have someone to catch my tears, to wipe them off, and tell me that everything is going to be alright. Why do I always think of her in times of adversity? The face of a koala, the smile of an angel. I miss her. I really do..