April 2011
This is going to my only post for today. (For quality posts, see Bear, Cheyne, Gigi, Kat, Kevin, Mallory, Rico, Shana.) I was sobbing earlier as I was coming home from the movies. I don’t remember what my dad’s voice sounded like. All I’ve got is pictures of him, of us. I don’t know if I’ll ever have peace with him being gone. I don’t think he was meant to die...
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