I’m having an awful time trying to concentrate on work related material right now. I’ve been having a hard time since yesterday really. Don’t really know what is, could be a handful of things but I wish it would stop. Alas, it has brought me back.

It might be Karla. Who knows? I haven’t logged on to Tumblr since she passed, I’ve pretty much neglected all social networks. Realized I don’t really do too well with deaths. I’m okay for the most part but I guess when people leave, they take a part of me with them. I feel the same way I felt the first time I had my heart broken, and when my uncle passed away. It’s like I forget who I was before, I don’t remember what it felt like to be me. The old me. Before these events took place. And sometimes I don’t think I’ll ever get myself back.

It’s bad enough my best friend isn’t speaking to me. And I don’t even know why. One day, the calls just stopped. People have tried tearing us apart our whole lives. And now I think they’ve finally succeeded. I miss her and wish I had her. It’s almost like I’m losing someone else.

I miss everyone.

The following posts will consist of badass women in honor of thee raddest woman I have ever known. My friend Karla died in motorcycle crash on Sunday nite. She was the liveliest, kind hearted, free spirit you could have ever known. I really don’t think there is anyone on this planet who was quite like her, to know her was to love her.
May is motorcycle awareness month, be careful out on the road, you never know, you could save a life.