06/09/2025
there’s this sense of survivors guilt i’ve been feeling the past few weeks. while i know it’s not right to blame someone for somebody else’s actions, i can’t help but form some kind of resentment towards this person- constantly asking myself “what if i had befriended her before they did, would that have made her stay with us a bit longer?”
anyways, i still think of you. in the short amount of time i knew you, you have somehow managed to ingrain yourself in everything i do. going into our fourth year without you is hard but i know you’re at peace now.
i live with a lot of regret, and for that i’m sorry. i broke down right after your funeral and cried into a bush in front of fog the dining hall (you would have laughed). d and i would search for you in every crowd, stopping every other step when a flash of blonde would pass us. that stupid overpriced comic book store in a way has become a physical reminder of you.
sasha i should have bought you that cow.
much love 🌟
