20 april 2026
it's not really my place to grieve or mourn for you, but you were kind to me once- in spite of the paradoxical cruelty over those seven years. you were kind, once, and that mattered- and matters
i hope that your loved ones find a way into living a life larger than the enormity of grief. i hope that you're no longer in any pain, A
we weren't friends. we hadn't been in contact for a very long time. but you were someone, and that person mattered- to the people who knew you, loved you, and i can recognize and acknowledge that sadness, even if only abstractly
the abrupt finality of it all is really a gut punch. i can't believe that you're really dead. life took us all in such wildly different directions, but i hope that you're at peace, now. 27 club, man. 27 club