Sometimes I have to say it aloud, just to make it real. I won't believe it otherwise.

My brother is dead.

Sometimes I just think of it like; "Oh, TA has fucked up again, only this time it kinda hurts me." And then I realize, this is the last time he can hurt us or himself. I don't think about where he is now, because I not at the point of even fully ( Read more... )