scraping the bowl

[in_mourning]

ive been sitting in my house all day. fucking no one is around.
same old storey same old song and dance my friends.

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journey.

[emoster]

dice necklace.

[_in_mourning]

as I stared in to the depths of her grave, I wondered who was really dead here. Was it her? was it me? i feel a piece of me had died as well. I looked in to her tomb and as I wallowed in my sadness, I realized i was in mourning.