merkwurdichliebe
25+ Posts
I lost Ed Truck, and it feels like somebody took my heart, and dropped it int of a bucket of boiling tears. And at the same time, somebody else is hitting my soul in the crotch with a frozen sledgehammer. And then a third guy walks in and starts punching me in the grief bone, and I am crying, and nobody can hear me, because I am terribly, terribly... terribly alone.