I feel so sick right now, in constant tears. Tonight I watched Marco Simoncelli be killed on live television. It’s the worst thing I’ve seen in my entire life. My dad cried, my sisters cried too. Something like this doesn’t go away, the worst part is, feeling so sorry for his girlfriend and family who were there and watched on, feeling so so sorry for Rossi, who he grew up with, run him over as Simoncelli fell off his bike. This won’t go away, the image is forever going to remain in my head and a lot of other people’s as well. I just pray for those closest to him that the image isn’t as long lasting as it will inevitably be.

Part of me wishes I was a different person right now so I couldn’t think these thoughts and feel so sad…I’m not that lucky though.