Like it’s weird to think about how I first started reading myc almost immediately after I moved into this apartment, the one I’m sitting in right now
It’s been a long time, and I’m still here, and she is very definitely not still here, in a way that wasn’t true yesterday, even though I’d stopped following her months ago
There is definitely a startling emptiness that’s going to be here for a while
(I don’t mean to draw attention away from people she affected directly, this is just my own personal blogging)
