is the quickest route to a heavy heart.
God it hurts. I wish I had guts to tell him. But I kinda like it better that way. No problems, no fights.
Today it was really cold. We went riding again, it was much better than the last time. Just it was cold.
In the morning we went to Zale, to the funeral. My moms friends mother died. It was kinda sad, but in some way it was really nice. It was a bit different than usual funeral.
Oh isn't it ironic, the word of funeral consists word FUN.
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