edit: print print print for the bunch of you who requested.
and so i feel like sinking again.
i thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye to him, but i was stuck when i realised there were too many lovely things to write about and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this but i really don't want to fix it right now. i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down from my bed and just looking or thinking.
(not my photo, just a manip (again, i've already edited this photo here [link]
). stock from firstname.lastname@example.org. the clouds and birds are mine though.)