I always think it’s weird how when after someone famous dies all these people come out of the woodwork with all these *~feelings~* and what *fans* they were.
But I legit had some feelings today. Like, shit. What is it that makes some of us capable of breaking through that shit to living happy lives while some of us are overtaken with it? So many I’ve known and loved have been taken by it, and I was almost one of them.
I dunno man. I gots feelings.