but i'm having a lot of the same feelings from my own mothers feelings...

whitney fandom was something we both shared... especially bodyguard/ waiting to exhale whitney...

i wasn't really sad about it at first... people die...it happens...

but ion't knwo... watching this funeral is really fucking me up...

even the funeral... it's very reminscient of my mothers... the coffin, while it wasn't gold...

nevermind... i'm just feeling...