#obviously I know that death affects people. but my grandma died when my mom was in her 50s(grandma in her 80s) and i was like ok that seems like enough time. but I was wrong and she has not been the same since my gma died and that was 10yrs ago.
i wish little me was more mature, not ashamed to talk about herself, and that she knew it would always be better to choose the people that mattered to her. not some dumb relationship
i keep dreaming of old best friends and i know it’s most likely just the retrograde. i wake up a little sad, happy i got to see their faces, but sad because i know this is all it’ll ever be