RIP Kathy
march has been one fucked up month. i told my mom this shit happens in threes, and that someone else i know was going to die. jacob, pops, kathy. so fucked up. i can't remember when the last time we hung out was, but i remember it like yesterday and i always will. i'm really glad that i hungout with her because i never did in highschool. she was a cool girl. it's just fucking mindblowing. fuck whoever had the gun and left it there or whatnot. sigh. i cannot imagine having no other way out, i hope i never have to experience something like that. i've never known anyone that killed themself before, fucked up shit.