“Is it fucked?" I asked. She nodded. "Cancer." She whispered it so lightly I almost didn't hear. Then the word flew over and smacked… — Davida Wills Hurwin Copy Share Image
“The casket sat in the front of the church, open to all. I didn't look. Whoever was there wan't Jules. Jules was at the… — Davida Wills Hurwin Copy Share Image
“What did people do before they could go online and find answers to secret problems? Oh right, they killed themselves” — Davida Wills Hurwin Copy Share Image
“Good-bye, my dancer, my friend, my One and Only. I love you.” — Davida Wills Hurwin Copy Share Image
