I don't even have the energy to write this. to write anything
so. my grandmother died. and I can't talk about it. not yet.
i feel greatful, though. greatful of my friends, greatful that I can still talk to certain people.
he's moving this week, and talk of moving in with him lingers. I don't think I'm ready for this yet, and I can no longer turn to the person with all the answers. He told me they're gone.
corpse bride tonight. exam tomorrow morning. work in the afternoon.
the pain hasn't stopped, even after her breathing did.
i feel greatful, though. greatful of my friends, greatful that I can still talk to certain people.
he's moving this week, and talk of moving in with him lingers. I don't think I'm ready for this yet, and I can no longer turn to the person with all the answers. He told me they're gone.
corpse bride tonight. exam tomorrow morning. work in the afternoon.
the pain hasn't stopped, even after her breathing did.