October 2009
3 posts
Death.
whisperedwordsoncanvas:
It had been brought up earlier tonight by quietblackbird and it gave me a lot to think about. It used to scare me, and I used to think about how I could die at any moment. I could go to bed and not wake up. I could crash my car. I could be murdered.
I used to fear for my friends’ lives… so many of them have died, that I’ve lost count. I used to never want to leave...
