just because they were dead. People always love people more when they’re dead.

I think she hoped her voice would somehow keep him alive, would clot the blood. But I think she knew deep down in the deepest part of her downness she was kissing him goodbye.

...it was Leticia, Shawn's girlfriend, kissing him goodbye between shrieks. I think she hoped her voice would somehow keep him alive, would clot the blood. But I think she knew deep down in the deepest part of her downness she was kissing him goodbye.

...it was Leticia, Shawn's girlfriend, on her knees kissing his forehead between shrieks. I think she hoped her voice would somehow keep him alive, would clot the blood. But I think she knew deep down in the deepest part of her downness she was kissing him goodbye.

It's so weird how a person can be a normal part of your everyday life, and then just disappear. And when they do, you realize that some of those everyday things go with them. Like the smell of food cooking.

But if the blood inside you is on the inside of someone else, you never want to see it on the outside of them.

Pretended like yellow tapewas some kind ofneighborhood flagthat don't nobody wavebut always be flappingin the wind.