He was my friend and more. He was young and innocent. He believed in peace. He believed violence was not the answer. He would talk deeply and honestly. He was just 18.
I feel pity and sympathy.
I feel confused and with a lack of faith.
I feel a commitment to the truth.
A commitment to ensuring innocence of mind.
Thunderstorm cloud lamp
I really fucking need this. I need like 10 of these over my bed with a thunderstorm soundtrack playing.