pwndcake

It was a great week. One that will not be forgotten.

I have moments in time that I burn in brain with fire. Things I mark as they happen - I will remember this as I die. These moments are rare, as my memory is a precious and fickle thing. Among those moments are friends faces, sunsets, hugs, and a few special kisses. I have added a handful more in the last five days. Moments that will ease me into the cold hands of death and keep me warm.