panic

she is dead. just like that. from the time she'd found out till the last breath she'd taken, was only a span of three months.

three short months.

i have been a silly girl. i cannot be skipping my follow-ups. i cannot convince myself that i am fine. i cannot run away anymore.

*slaps self*

come on. pick your guts off the floor. you're not made of tofu.

...

she was so beautiful. i didn't know her well, but she was so beautiful.