Did some errands for my mom tonight downstairs. Came across this. My heart broke. I haven't seen it since the wake and it was just as upsetting that it was back down there. So it's going on my desk at work to replace a long empty picture frame.
It still hurts a lot. Apparently.

I dont think i have to apologize for the shine/reflection, or the fact those are my boobs in the background. Crying hurts my face. I hates it.
It still hurts a lot. Apparently.

I dont think i have to apologize for the shine/reflection, or the fact those are my boobs in the background. Crying hurts my face. I hates it.