I feel really hollow right now. It feels like that feeling might never go away. I... don't know what to do. How can anything ever be alright again?
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
RIP Rachey. God, I loved you
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