It’s the only guaranteed fact of life.
I have just learned that a woman with whom I went to high school has passed away due to cancer. We were acquaintances, not friends. I remember her smile, her gentleness and her crazy beautiful milk-coloured skin.
I am in some kind of shock, because she is the first of my graduating class to pass, and she is too young.
This is just. She is too fucking young. We are too young.
We are too young. We are too young. We are too young.