This is the worst I’ve felt in two decades.
Despite you dying. And despite you dying, too. Shit, despite me dying twice. Despite the death of innumerable dreams. Despite the birth/lives/deaths of nightmares. Two decades worth of countless different lifetimes. (Kevin…K.C.? Just pick one. And yet I don’t. And yet I cant) 4 lives. 4 eras. 4 attempts. 4
(
Read more... )