Notes
out of nowhere i was inspired to write about a group of friends with one missing piece (who used to laugh a lot and had blue eyes and brown hair) making the journey to their formerly favorite beach the day after graduating and trying to understand how it is that people who know each other so well can grieve so differently and yet not understand each other's grief
some transitions may be a little off but hopefully you'll understand?
image creds: thomas van der zaag
title creds: deptford goth
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