Lost

I've been thinking about having McQueen's name, "McQueen" on my back.

McQueen's death was really a shock to me. I haven't been totally out of mind, but at certain time of a day, it'll just come up and kick me in the stomach.

Funny how I was just thinking about suicide the other day...It just came up, I thought about how light and easy it'll end up, no more judgments or decisions, and I was telling myself, no you cant give up, you haven't even worn Chanel or McQueen yet. And boom, now he's not here.

Up somewhere.

My window through out, leaves with dust, tell me where I am, who I am, what I'm doing, tell me.