Really bad dream
I know this is really cheesy, but I’ve only just properly realised that life is too short for it to be spent arguing. I’m going to try really hard to avoid arguments, but I know that that’s not always possible, and so when I do argue with people, I’m gonna do my best to let them know how sorry I am afterwards, and to let them know I love them.
Oh my god his mother was on the phone with my mum just now and she said she has nothing left to live for now that her raja is gone.
Okay finally time for a tumblr post:
I have never ever ever ever ever had to experience the death of a loved one…
My aunt’s husband passed away.
He once bought us the best brownies in the world, you know
And he took us bowling
And his daughter is eight years old
And okay I thought I was gonna write a long emotional post but I can’t right now because I feel like I’m going to start crying again and fuck if I am just imagine what his kids feel like and his wife and his mother and I can’t write this fucking post anymore stop it just stop and I’m just gonna fucking go.