How long have I been dying? What is it like to wake up next to someone you have been married to for the past 50 years? Looking next to you at this person you have literally spent your whole life with. Laughing to yourself about the first gray hair freak out. Or all the creams … Continue reading Day 335
Fuck I saw this picture scrolling through. I stopped momentarily only to realize I wasn't breathing and kept going. Inception. The tiniest idea left to my own devices. So begins the spiraling: Pictures from 2015 holding people that don't exist anymore. Playlists. Messages. Posts. Videos. Utter regret. Lately it feels like my walls are crumbling. … Continue reading Day 334
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