so my childhood friend buried his father today. i remember when my brother was buried so i know it is not an easy thing. you feel so fucking hopeless and desolate it’s not funny. you bawl your soul out but your loved one aint coming back. they stay dead. they rot. the earth refuses no one. seems like we fading away man. my village is like a fucking tomb. haven’t seen it in more than two years but i can imagine the dark feeling that hovers. nevertheless we gotta grit out teeth and grind out this existence. it’s the only shit know. nothing else matters but this whacked out existence.