@wHHySoSeRi0us My love, I’ll never be the same. There will never be another you. The only solace is you’re finally at peace, that’s the only comfort in this.
I love you, I love you, I love you. Sleep peacefully Keenan, my Angel.
Lauryn Hill once said, “Everybody wants to know where you’re going to, ’cause they wanna come or so they think , until they find the cost of it. Until they find out what you lost for it.” If that ain’t the truth. Ppl romanticise your becoming, but couldn’t stomach your unbecoming