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what do the 4 people who always like my posts want for christmas

i need like 9 cigarettes and a gunshot to the face

We don’t know how much time we get with people

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grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.

adult life is crazy because you can be going through the most devastating and heartbreaking things while still having to go to work and do the laundry and grocery shopping

LITERALLY WHAT MY LIFE HAS BEEN FOR THE PAST MONTH. what do you mean the one i love the most has just died and in a few hours i have to take a train because i have to work tomorrow. then i get back home on the weekend for the funeral and the next day im doing groceries in the same shop but my face doesn't smile anymore. and i go to the gym as every wednesday but at the end of the class (i do yoga) im crying because i just miss her. yes i know life goes on and grief is a process but how can it go on and on and on when the love of my life has just died. how do people not notice, how people get going as nothing happened when my life has crumbled if not destroyed completely.

We don’t know how much time we get with people

Men kill the version of you they loved and then get mad at you for changing into what they created.

That’s why I will always listen