Day’s like today will always be a rough day, regardless of what I do and where I am. I don’t forget, I always remember, and I will always have hope. And despair. I don’t know why I hope, maybe for me, maybe for them.
I really never know what to say anymore. No year has gone by that has hurt less. Like losing Monster, like losing my Sho. I miss my Brandy Rai. I can still feel the sting of the hurt.
I can still see images in my mind that I drink enough to them make go away.
For Black Tuesday v2021, I will post no images. It is not that I don’t care, nor have any. It is because I’m holding onto this one for myself.