yesterday was Emily's funeral. i dont know that i believe she is really dead. the only moment i saw it clearly was when the bag pipes played. i was filled with something ive never felt in my life. such an intense blend of anger, sorrow, regret, helplessness. i dont understand why it had to happen to her. why not me. if i want it to be me instead of
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