A King With No Crown

mood: sad
listening to: Judas - Lady Gaga

I bought some flowers to take down to the cycle path tomorrow before school. I can't believe it has been a year already, it doesn't feel like it. I don't want tomorrow to come. I want it to stay away. Since when has a year been so short? It isn't that I forget, I just sometimes don't think of it is reality. I don't think of it as being real. Yet when things like this happen, a year since...It just drags me back in to reality and I remember the horrible truth of it. I just...I don't know. I don't like to think about it.