#noahczernyedit

my mom always said he was a firecracker, which just meant he was always getting speeding tickets and jumping on tables at family reunions and stuff. he always had so many ideas. he was so hyper.

“I’d say yes.”

My mom always said he was a firecracker, which just meant he was always getting speeding tickets and jumping on tables at family reunions and stuff. He always had so many ideas. He was so hyper.

                                                                  R E M E M B E R E D.

I’ve been dead for seven years.

“ M U R D E R E D The writing continued until the driver’s side glass was clear, entirely swept clean by an invisible finger, until there were so many words that none of them could be read. Until it was only a window into an empty car with the memory of a burger on the passenger seat. ‘Noah,’ Gansey said, 'I’m so sorry.’ Blue wiped away a tear. 'Me too.’ Stepping forward, leaning over the hood of the car, Ronan pressed his fingers to the windshield, and while they watched, he wrote: REMEMBERED.”

“What a strange constellation they all were.” 

we all move forward anyway. what is a ghost? something dead that seems to be alive. something dead that doesn't know it's dead. all thoughts finish themselves eventually