It would be impossible for me to enumerate all the people and places I will miss. Just know you’re all on my mind more than I would like, but no less than you all deserve.
I saw a man die last night. I just can’t get the image of him being carried out, frothing at the mouth, out of my head. Man just fucking watching them trying in vain to resuscitate him, right up until they finally gave up hope is fucking tearing me apart. That’s someone’s fucking son man. He was younger than me and his parents are waking up to the news that he fucking died at a fucking rave, like fuck man. Fuck.
it’s so fucking peak meeting someone you genuinely would consider as a motive like 2 weeks before you move to the other side of the country. god damn
so many memories from this summer. gonna miss so many people when i leave