never sell out//never buy in

Last night my grandpap somehow arranged for my uncle to get out of jail (no handcuffs or anything) for the night to go to his daughter’s viewing. 

He held up, but had a rough time. The last letter his daughter wrote him was an angry one. He had a lot of guilt inside for not being around and he felt like he could have protected her from being sexually abused. 

He had to be back at the jail by 11 last night. On the way back he had a seizure in his sister’s car. He’s alright, but back in jail now.

Then this morning, her abuser showed up at the funeral. Her abuser showed up at the fucking funeral. I am really surprised my grandpap didn’t swing on him. 

This whole thing is probably one of the most fucked up situations I’ve ever heard of. 

Child molesters- rot in fucking hell.