at 12am... death is constantly on ur mind
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u wish u cld get it off. fuck. i can't believe i'm emoing abt someone elses's dad. or maybe i'm just plain worried abt a friend whom i know can take care of herself better. just that smtimes i wish i could do more than just ask are u ok? it's a very fucked up question. because we are all trained to say yes i'm ok. dun worry. I WORRY BECAUSE U ASKED ME NOT TO WORRY.
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and to think a few years back, u were thinking what's e big deal abt death.
now u know.
it means forever.
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