i didn't know what to do else so i kept shooting. kept taking photos. kept smiling.

today i though that people are what we remember about them and i'm not sure if i read it somewhere or it just came to me, like a fact, like something true, a reality.

i don't have anything black to wear but i don't think it really matters.

i don't remember ever telling you that i love you. well i do. i just hope that will matter somehow :)

i needed to write this down.

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