February 2012
bad night. not a bad life.
me: hey yeah i feel nice today
camera: nope
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can't sleep.
sludge-bomb:
ghostmas:
food
water
atmosphere
the viewing was nice.
Tommy looked like he was sleeping. which sort of messed with my head.
i only cried a few times, but i quickly collected myself for my mom. plus, she swore i wouldn’t be able to handle it. and i wanted to prove her wrong, and not make her even more upset. i walked up to the casket with my dad’s hand behind my back. i looked down and started to cry. it was awful trying to convince...
“ you’ll get through the next couple days… put yourself on autopilot.”
– momma hines.
helpful advice.
p-a-n-s-o-p-h-y asked: I'm so sorry about Tommy.. i'm praying for you and your family, Mackenzie.
2.
at two, i’m going to see “Tommy”. i put quotes around his name cause it’s not really Tommy, it’s just a shell that held him.
but.
i’m scared.
i’m scared he’s not gonna look the same or seeing him will make me break down.
i’m just scared to know he’s gone.
