If as a customer you choose to sit outside in the freezing cold knowing there are no heat lamps and still complain that your food got cold to fast... get fucked
You are told your whole everything dies so you think you’re prepared and then your person dies and it’s like the floor went out under you....seconds minutes hours days it’s like a part of you just disappears
I always knew I needed you... but I didn’t realize how much my heart would continue to ache.. each time I hear a song eat something or catch a smell brings me right back to the morning you left ... I fucking hate this