annasthesia.

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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

030409

Of all the times I've said "word's cannot express" this is the time I have really meant that.


There is absolutely no way to prepare for this. and there never will be.

even though it has happened billions of times, and will continue to happen; it's just as heartbreaking.

When something like this happens, it's like everything has to restart.
now we'll be counting down; first day without you. first week. first month. first holiday. first birthday. first time we've laughed. first time we've cried. first time we've spilled our guts and let everyone know what is on our minds.


Rest in peace just isn't enough...

there never is enough.
no words can console the broken hearts, I know this all too well...

There is absolutely no way to prepare for this. and there never will be.

even though it has happened billions of times, and will continue to happen; it's just as heartbreaking.

When something like this happens, it's like everything has to restart.
now we'll be counting down; first day without you. first week. first month. first holiday. first birthday. first time we've laughed. first time we've cried. first time we've spilled our guts and let everyone know what is on our minds.


Rest in peace just isn't enough...

there never is enough.
no words can console the broken hearts, I know this all too well...

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