"please don’t take my love away, let my baby stay…."
yesterday marked 2 years since my grandma passed. the whole vibe of the day was off(still is). i tried to keep distracted as much as possible so i wouldn’t think about it too much. i don’t know, the day felt weird and unreal. i couldn’t be home. shit just instantly got depressing. death is…. i don’t know, not good i guess is all i can really say. regrets and things still haunt me and probably forever will about my relationship with my grandma. i miss her. i wish i could just talk to her one more time. and yeah, ima stop there. i’m really tired and….idk.