Before my grandmother died I never realized how many conversations about funerals go on here at tumblr. I haven’t been on in a few days and everyone seems to be talking about them. Why? Is there such a fascination with no longer being on the earth? Why is it cool or funny, to talk about someone as if you will never see them again, even though they are standing right next to you , or are in fact you!
My grandmother is Gone, and she is never coming back. I will never have another argument with her. I will never have another homemade cookie. I will never gather with her and other family for our family get together meal once a month. I will never be able to hug her again. She will never see my graduate. She will never see me get married.
So what in the world is so funny about death and funerals?
Knock that shit off its not cool at all.
Bubblegum Universe 