These makes me think of my homegirl Katy, she took herself right before Memorial day some 4years ago. I wrote this right after…
To everyone I know whether I speak to you once a day, once a week, a month or a year, understand that you mean something to me.
Whether you are the silly kid that sat next to me in class or the one I’m in love with today, know that you mean something to me.
Whether you are the rugrat I help raise or the girl that is or was like a sister to me, remember that you mean something to me.
Remember, when everything seems to be falling down all around you and noone in the world cares, you mean something to me. You are not alone, none of us are.
The meaning of life is to live.
Rest In Peace Katy, I wish you would’ve called me, you were not alone.
The insane part is I had talked to her on Sunday and it happened on that following Thursday, we were two of the same she and I. Fuck I still think about her all the time.
The truth of the matter is we don’t know what happens when we leave this place we call reality. So don’t rush leaving it, no matter how much you loved that person who left you, no matter how shitty your job is, no matter how broke you are, realize the rest is unknown and so there’s a 50/50 chance it’s worse than here. Plus you may not even believe it but if you leave people will be sad and will cry often over you. However I hope what’s next is the amazing place where everyone is together feeding off of each others energies in complete bliss, flowing around the universe.
(Source: heyimfromportland, via candykush)