I recently visited my father’s grave he’s been dead for almost 16 years when visited it was the most beautiful grave in the place green plants all over it and I just stood there people often tell me how great my father my was and how all the city loved him when they tell me this I hold myself from not crying thinking about how much of a loser I am and this is known by everyone even my family tells me this visting his grave is still gut wrenching but cannot stop going there because it is the only time I speak to him while actually having consciousness (he died when I was very young)
You niggas will not read this ik
Razi.
