Confession

Just now I realised I spent the 18th of February in Disneyland and didn’t think of my mother once and so now I feel like a total piece of shit who let life take over and didn’t pause to remember that the woman who put me in it died that day four years ago and I am really not the good person I always seem to think I am. How did I lose track of the days? I know you can’t hold onto anguish for so long it devours you.. But..

Shit. Now I feel entirely hollow inside. I want to throw up.

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  1. funkyscribe said: I think she would want you to remember and celebrate her life rather than her passing.
  2. visualdepository said: sshh, don’t talk like that. She would want you to enjoy yourself and she knows you think of her often.
  3. youreyesblazeout said: any parent would prefer your happiness
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