Someone I love is dying. I’ve been processing with bad poetry, decent musical renditions, and emotional calls with friends. The writing helps, and maybe the sharing does, too. So here we go. TW: Talk of death and dying. TW: Self indulgence TW:
Someone I love is dying. I’ve been processing with bad poetry, decent musical renditions, and emotional calls with friends. The writing helps, and maybe the sharing does, too. So here we go. TW: Talk of death and dying. TW: Self indulgence TW: