Originally Posted by ladyislingering

I cried more at a funeral for someone I didn't know, than for someone I did.

Mostly because literally my only memory of this person was her body wasting away in a hospital bed and her son trying to comfort her as her soul drifted from her body (if you have ever doubted the existence of the human soul, let me tell you, you KNOW when it's on its way out).

anyway uh

this kid I work with really made me ill today because he passively admitted to relapsing into (unspecified) drug addiction and I don't know, it just made me really sad.

you don't need that in your life, kid.