Blog: why do you write like you're running out of time?
tags: personal, death cw, if I had it in me I'd try to write this into a poem, but I don't have it in me at the moment, stalking cw, I guess
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every wall of her room was a collage dedicated to her friends. when I was younger, I liked it. there were photos of me. memories of drawing on the driveway in sidewalk chalk, elaborate halloween costumes, wandering around the mall, birthday parties.
