“Hey. It’s been an entire year. Earth has revolved completely without you. I feel your thoughts every day. Everyone tells me you’re “UP THERE” and to just “BELIEVE. aaaahhhh” But no, fuck that. This isn’t some religious epiphany, this is you and I connecting. Just like we did when you were alive. And all I see in everyone is you. It’s useless trying to escape. Like what you taught me, I just gotta go with things. If you fight reality, that shit will win every time. But shit. Nothing makes me miss you any less.”

My names Madison Zenbrace, yeah I got a girl’s first name, I know. Apparently it’s supposed to mean royalty or some shit, but that’s not the point. Man fuck you. Yeah. You and your living soul mates. People are gonna tell me “oh BOO HOO I’m forever alone, I have no one” oh please, when you die in someone’s arms you’ll die with those words down your throat. Me? I’ll die in someone’s dead arms, because she all ready passed. I know I’m young, I’m 20, I met her when I was 18, yeah, you’re gonna tell me I’m not equal or some crap? But this is enough about my current status. This summer, heh, this fucking summer really showed me a lot about people. And myself. Basically, we’re all confused. And if you aren’t confused, you’re like 18 year old, Astrallie Dimense was, you’re so not confused with yourself that you’re finished. Astrallie reached her nirvana and sank. And so will you. Regardless of who your attached to. Even if means me; Zen. Call me Zen. I grew up hating my name, so it became that. The point is, embrace being confused. Because if you aren’t, what else in life will you have to figure out?