it is so hard to.
i would say it's okay. i guess it is. not like any of it matters when you're gone, right? coffins sound like nonsense.
it's not so much her tonite. just so you know. her memory instigated it but i'd call it more a flood of what was kept behind since november. if we were to consider it a sack, i would suggest that it's at least diminished in contents over the years. but what is left is heavyer.
concentrating on much of anything at this hour seems redundant and stupid on principle. should it? should she?
people are so surprising. had i known, i can damn fucking guarantee i would never have chased after that girl. i'm happy i did. i just wish she was too. eh.
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