People suddenly leaving your life can be so difficult. Whether it’s death, their own free will or the act of cutting them off, it is never easy. I guess at some point in our lives we must all bury someone we love, literally or figuratively. Here is to practicing on the people that don’t give you the time you deserve, so that burying the ones that do, can be just a little easier.
This is your fucking funeral.
Queue violin, queue the rain, as I watch you take another step towards hell.