"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

A lot of the time I find myself wondering how such an amazing person could die so quickly without any notice. It hurts so many but it hurts you the most, you spent your entire childhood with a crazy mother who almost never showed you any affection. But you decided that you would let that ruin your dreams, you fell in love young but when he wanted to start a family and settle down you said you couldn’t, you had to make your dream a reality. Throughout your life you seemed confused, although that’s other people’s opinions, maybe to you it all made sense. You were married and divorced many many times, and you were always with someone; there were many rumours that you even had affairs with women, but hey your choice. You also drank a lot too, which maybe that was a way to cope with pain for you, you never really settled you always were on a lookout for new things. Anyways, sometimes I find myself acting like you in a way, now I don’t drink or anything like that like you, but sometimes I find my self to wanting to settle and instead of fixing my problems I cope with them. Honestly thinking of you makes me sad and happy all at once, I’m happy that you were able to live your dream but I’m sad because you had these holes that no one was able to fix. But I still love you and so do many others.