speech therapy

dear driving into the lake diary,

fuck me i cant remember when it was and i sure ain't going to go look it up, but when the hero went diving down into the lake and found that girl dead in her car and pulled her out, it made me sad. he always told me horrible stories about death and i listened. the very first big accident was when the female police officer died six years ago- that was when the hero and i first started wrecking each other's lives. the information he shared with me about that accident was the most graphic shit i, to this day, have ever heard- it changed me. i've always had a deep fascination- or curiosity- about death and here was someone who got to see it happen every single day. seems weird to some, but my contact with the dead comes at a different level- so the process of death has always interested me. maybe that could explain what or why i stuck around so long... nothing else he ever said OR DID was all that intoxicating. i dunno and i suppose it matters even less now, it hasn't changed my communication or anything.