Now that she’s gone I feel a lot of guilt for not trying to see her more often or visit her or spend much time with her this past year. I knew in the back of my mind that she might die soon, but I just kept acting like it wasn’t going to happen, even when I knew it was. I’ve been so out of it…
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"It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream."
-Edgar Allan Poe
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2011-10-29 3 notes
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fairlyoddperson posted this
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