photo class

[anti_suicide_kt]

im sitting in second period looking for photos
by diane arbus. huh. kenny's gone. sunday 2 weeks
ago kenny tried to kill himself. i keep denying
that it was really a suicide attempt but it was.
he was in the pshyc ward in junction for a week
while i was in chicago. his home. his place and
it hurt to be at all the places he loved without
him while he sat in fucking grand junction colorado,
listening to doctors telling him he's crazy. but it's
all relative. it's all a fable. "since he hurts there
must be a problem and therefore a solution." and
yesterday with out kenny was like a birthday from
a fairytale. all of the "OOOOHHHH... it's your
birthday.... HHHHAAAAPPPPYYYYY birthday katie."
began to make me realize how few people really
care about anything not just my b-day... that
was just a realization.